Abner knew Darkwill had a foul mouth, but he wouldn't joke about something like this. Besides, Tran's flushed face said plenty...
Wait... Karen secretly helped Tran recuperate back in Damir. How long has it been? He's already worn out again? Don't tell me the medicine Lydia's taking has stopped working.
As the thought crossed his mind, Abner simulated a Doctor's ability and examined Tran closely. Then he relaxed.
Tran's body had suffered no lasting damage. He was certainly drained, but that only showed how much restraint Lydia had exercised.
According to Karen, Lydia's attraction to Tran kept growing. If it crossed a certain threshold, she might drain him dry without medicine to control her!
Still, Tran isn't just short on blood... Or rather... Hmm, the problem that calls for Mummy Powder is even worse...
A boy and girl attracted to each other... Since she couldn't satisfy her appetite through food, did she find another way to ease her craving? Or was she making it up to him?
While Abner's thoughts wandered, Helene walked over to him. Tran finally noticed Abner, and his face grew redder still. Startled and embarrassed, he blurted out:
"Mr. Brain, what are you doing here?"
"Mr. Darkwill and I were friends back in Backlund, so I came to visit." Abner returned his greeting with a smile.
He didn't mention his deal with the Fat Apothecary. Tran didn't need to know.
Darkwill glanced between them a few times, then fixed his gaze on Tran and deliberately cut in with a teasing grin:
"Your problem isn't serious... Since you know Abner, I'll give you a discount. Three pounds, and I guarantee you'll be more vigorous tonight than ever before.
"Personally, though, I'd still advise you to rest for a few days."
"I... I..." Even with Abner's help taking