[Cid doesn't stop his chewing of the foot plated with so much care, but his jaw works more sharply as she explains. Their words could be mirror images by the sound of it.]

Don't fret if there's ought to be done, lass. Like I said, I came to terms with my fate a lot time ago. It's not going to keep me from doing what needs to be done.

[The medicine got him to thinking, though.]

You know anything about how it was made? It's a long shot, aye, but if we could find similar ingredients here...