About fifteen seconds later, another cloud popped back in and Seravel returned. "Hey, Vathie, aren't you coming along? I though you were right behind me."
Her gold eyes squinted at him as her lips quirked to one side. "You need a potion, don't you?" Rummaging through her bag, she handed him one of two like potion flasks. Taking one of his hands in hers, she said, "Just let me tug you along and don't think too much about anything else. Got it?"
So saying, she emptied her potion and waited for him to drink his.
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