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erzulie did not notice the boy's blushing; she nosed through what he had brought, then fastened her gaze upon the young rusalka denzien again. "do you have learning of de healing arts?" the harlot inquired. "what you found is good. necessary." hissing a bit between clenched teeth, erzulie settled herself gingerly alongside him.
"if i tell you what to do, will you treat dis woun'?" she asked of him after a pause, mismatched eyes meeting the bright orange of his own for a brief moment. he was a pretty child she decided, dove-grey against the pierce of his gaze.