[ She takes a seat on the opposite chair, and picks up her cup, taking some time to consider his statement. She doesn't want him to distrust her, after all. She is a stranger to him, all things considered, and they're in a world where strangers often come with vested interests.

Ultimately, she settles for this: ] Wen Kexing asked about my knowledge in healing and magic a while back, and I think it was for you. And when you were here previously, we spoke, so... [ A small exhale, then quietly: ] I think I should be upfront and say that I know what you've done to yourself. You told me, about the - the nails.

[ There's less judgement in her eyes now, but only because she looks away for a moment. Clasping the cup in both hands, she holds it in her lap and weighs her decision. Finally, she nods. ] Yes, I am sure. I have been gifted this potion by the people in Ke-Waihu, where we - that is, both of us, really - did some good for the villagers. I'm healthy, and I can brew potions of healing if I ever fell sick, and besides that it feels like one of those capital P Potions, you understand? I want to do something good with it, and if it works for you, if it helps...

[ Finally, she meets his eyes with a solemn, determined expression. ] It's all yours.