Raine did not look best pleased to be pushed away from Anton, but she had better sense than to quibble with Valdis over this particular matter. When she had what she needed she tucked the samples away into her satchel and sat back on her heels, hands folded over her staff, eyes sharp. Content -- mostly -- to watch.

He hadn't answered her question. She didn't blame him for the dodge, really, since there were urgent matters at hand, except that she considered his health also an urgent matter. "I assume you wanted to be sure whatever was used to poison you could be analyzed," she said, quiet but no less intent for it. "In twenty minutes at the most, whether I have your permission or not, I am going to heal you before I can no longer purge the poison from your system."

She didn't elaborate why, only directed a significant glance at the hound. Which Anton might well miss, exhausted as he seemed.

Shay and Yuri each received brief nods in turn, but her attitude was terse, her focus almost entirely on Anton himself, looking for the slightest sign that he was worsening. Jintou was important, but right now, a secondary concern: there were competent people who could handle it. Anton was currently her priority.