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Blinking some as the elf went into complete defensive mode. Which was endearing yes, but however not needed. "Something is wrong with Zahara. That's Sevilin's wife and mother to this little guy." Bouncing Kelligrin lightly and petting him on the back again. "I know Kelli, daddy is trying to take care of her so you have to stay with me and you can't have him yet either." Turning her attention back to the surface elf. "The only protection you're going to need, is fast feet, or restraints."


And he said he didn't need school. Well then...if things were going to change then the boy was going back to school as well. He should know that, it was a basic. Didn't need school...but letting his eyes go down to his wife as she squeezed at his hand. She was trying to help chain down what was yanking at them and keeping his hands from undoing the locks that held such chains. Flicker of an emotion across his features before his eyes went back to his questioning son. "Yes, it's done." Sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling his wife up, letting her lean against him.

He merely held her upright so she could drink this stuff, offering what comfort he could without doing anything stupid. However, fate was against him today. Now what?! Had the boy gone and messed that up too in an attempt to try and look like he knew what he was doing. He could feel the stress rising from bonds tugging in several directions and nothing good coming across any of them. "Enough. Zykariel go watch your brother. You don't know what you're doing and trying to pretend you do is only making things worse. Get out." Shaking his head and whispering a few reassuring words to his wife. If he could get her to calm a little, then he could take this whole thing over and set it straight. But not with the boy around trying to play healer or his wife holding him in a death grip. So close to snapping.

Cerrillia was informed long before he got there, and was waiting for him. she was wearing little to nothing, a flimsy cut away dress that was nearly see through. her sleeping clothes when she chose to wear something. but this was more from him then for her. he was going to be distrustful, angry, and she wasn't going to let him have thoughts that she might be hiding some dagger or something on her person, considering she was nude under the garment.

She let him within thier 'home' and it was her responsibility to make sure he didn't make things worse then they already where. she'd let him start this conversation this time.

"I can feel it working. If you let this thing in your system, you'll be dead within minutes. I refuse to let you do that and forcing me to fend you off with my diminished power could quite possibly kill me. Shake me all you want, but I refuse to let you do exactly what you're thinking about trying." She closed her eyes and focused, watching the black in her system slowly decrease. It was going to take a few hours to rid her body entirely of the poison but the danger zone felt like it had passed. Perhaps there was another antidote better suited to this sort of thing and perhaps not. She didn't fully know.

He might be a teenager lacking control of his hormones but even teens have a limit and Zykariel had about reached his. His eyes were flat and cold, raking her body with disinterest and searching for a vial or something that might help him. "I want a list of all your poisons and all your antidotes. Anything that any of you have on your person or access to, I want. Now. I don't have time for explanations or excuses."

"I don't know all of them for sure. She was healing and she suddenly collapsed with convulsions and pain in her lower abdomen. My father tried to take the poison into his own body through magical transfer but she wouldn't let him. She kept saying it would kill him. Randomly she'd cry out and curl up into the fetal position as though horrendous pain were racking her body." A shake of his head. "My father said there was something on his dagger. He managed to cut her on her leg at some point and the symptoms have to either be tied to or activated by magic somehow. Poison doesn't normally sit dormant in your system for hours on end."

"Which is why I said if." Going quiet again and really in the quiet all that was audible was their breathing for a length of time. In his head he was screaming and carrying on, but he had always done that privately now hadn't he? It was part of being crazy after all. Quite unhappy at this point and there was nothing that he could do about it now was there? He had burned some bridges too and he knew that. Not a pleasant thought. "How you feeling now?"

"Please, I know how magic uses up an elf's enegry, there's no need for you to waste yours right now. And if you would feel more comfortable someplace else, then you can follow me. I have some things to direct for my Lady's anniversary present and word came earlier that such things are arriving. It sounds as if things are calming down here and these two will call on me if they have need of me." Hugging at Kelligrin and trying to soothe the poor thing. "I know baby, you're not happy. How about you come and help me too, hm? Be my big strong elf?"

"Yet you still look like death warmed over. Not convinced." Merely holding her because he really couldn't do anything else and she indeed did look like she was doing better. Quiet again, merely monitoring things before his son was back. "No doubt from that woman." Who he was sleeping with on top of it. But his eyes went to Zahara then, "You call on whether you want to take it or not." She knew that he was untrusting of most such things and would protest, but he wasn't always right when it came to such things.