[ Era watches the exchange between Lup and Honerva, curious, but it is none of her business. She brushes that aside, nods, and continues: ]

I've some recipes for basic medicines. If I can eventually procure the ingredients, would you be able to help make them?

As things are now, should a foreign illness make its way through the barrier many of us will suffer greatly, and possibly die.

«Don't bother mentioning the one from a couple months back, because that was suspicious as fuck and still pisses us off.»

[ Era doesn't even know how to react to that one, and so in the end just looks like she deeply regrets her decision to have kept Esteem summoned for company. ]