Neve crouched in front of her. "I don't know who you are, and also, your brother. Why are you going to die?"
"Scorpion." She held out her hand. The sting was visible... swollen, already darkening slightly around the puncture. "They said no one survives these."
Neve looked at the wound.
His medical memory moved through it automatically. Venom type, absorption rate, counteragents, and time window. She was within the window. The damage was not yet systemic.
"I can treat this," he said.
She stopped crying and looked at him like he had said something impossible. "You can?"
"Yes, I can. First, do me a favour and stop crying and hold still."
He stood and went to the nearest tree out of her direct line of sight. He needed to work without her watching him pull things from empty air. He opened his inventory through the system, took out the salt pouch and a water skin, and closed it.
He came back.
