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Nadiya felt her face flush in embarrassment at the loud rumbling emanating from her belly, and from the laughter from the wolf-boy. Her only consolation was that he soon stopped once his own belly signaled it's emptiness. She glanced over as the bell was rung, curious to see what it meant.

Before she could find out, Aemon's voice brought her attention back to him and the young man she was trying to help along with the alchemist. The red liquid was something that wasn't named (aside from what was printed on the bottle: Vitea), but he did say it would produce a rather uncommon side effect. Sure, some ingredients and things could cause drowsiness, but dreamlike state? She wanted to ask what the liquid was made from, but all that came from her lips was a gasp at how Aemon all but shoved it down the throat of the poor wolf-boy. The younger male struggled and tried to recoil- at the taste she presumed- but seeing his discomfort earned a slight nagging worry. Why did he need to be so rough? Surely it couldn't be that painful to swallow? And the young man wasn't a child who would stubbornly refuse something even if they were told it was for their own good. So why? It was only three drops, so there was no risk of him aspirating, but seeing him so crudely manhandled to take a medicine was distressing to see.

It was over before she could protest and ask Aemon to stop, and then a set of knocks reached her ears, causing her to instinctually turn towards the sound. Evidently, the bell was to call a...servant? Maid? Nadiya couldn't tell, but whoever- or what ever, was under those layers of cloth was eerily silent, but they bowed their head and wordlessly began to lead the way. She and her unnamed companion were prompted by Aemon to follow the servant to get some food. She had to admit, the thought was an appealing one, and with a quick bow of her head in gratitude to the alchemist, she followed the silent stranger out.

As they walked in silence, Nadiya glanced anxiously over at the wolf-tailed young man. Would he be ok? He had been very badly injured and malnourished, and was walking around without assistance. Did he need or want some? Was he still in pain? Should she have let him rest and tried to bring back food for him? And what had happened back with the red liquid...

"A-are you ok? Do you need to lean on me at all? Not feeling dizzy?" Nadiya asked softly, trying not to announce to the halls and anyone in them that he was injured lest he be self-conscious. Lowering her voice even more, she hesitated before asking the question that had been bugging her since they left Aemon.
"If I may ask, what did he give you, do you know? How are you feeling- he didn't hurt you, did he?"