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Saul moved fairly quickly going through his bag. A bundle of herbs was drawn out, Amy sniffing at them. It was good that he had pain killers. She should have thought to brought some of her own. Nodding her head she took the bundle as quickly as she could, chewing on the herbs. They were bitter, but at least it was better than nothing. Amy could only hope that the herbs would kick in quickly enough to keep herself from murdering the medic.
It was slower than she would have liked, but the fire in her body cooled. Sighing with relief she looked over to Saul, nodding her head. The pain's down. He'd have to work quickly before it wore off. Amy wasn't sure of the exact timing. Usually she was more concerned on how to cause pain, not in the prevention of it. She took some for when she needed a slave to work despite injuries, or when she had to stitch up a wound, but nothing like this.
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