Taerys felt a wave of, well...really happy feelings - she wasn't entirely sure what to call them - course through her body when Varus put his hand on her shoulder. At that moment she felt more secure than she ever had in years; she couldn't help but smile brightly at the Litharian. Maybe she'd been wrong about the whole thing. Maybe...maybe she didn't need to keep this secret from Varus for so long. He was taking it a lot better than she thought he would anyway. Perhaps he...No, no...she was being stupid. "Well, I'll be okay once I get this over and done with." She sighed, looking back down at the gilded and decorated hilt of the dagger as she put the bowl safely out of the way of anything. The tip of the blade was engraved in such a way that the venom was simply held there with no dripping or anything of the sort. The Varyx made good daggers, that was for sure. "I panicked when I noticed that I ran out of this stuff. I tried to hide it but...I'm not sure how well that worked out." She remarked guiltily. She knew how much of a pain she'd been for that week. Thankfully it seemed like everyone had forgotten. Almost. "It's pretty expensive. Not many people are willing to go to Filera now. They say that the souls of the dead wander the surface with an unquenchable thirst for revenge, no matter the race." Taerys paused for a moment, locking eyes with Varus. "Someday I'd like to see if that's the truth. I think you'd feel right at home on Filera, too." The Varyx very nearly forgot why she'd brought him up here in the first place. She just felt so relaxed here. It had been too long since she'd been able to just let herself go like this. "Oh, uh...I'm sorry captain. It's been a while since I've talked to someone with this much freedom. It's hard to find people you can trust out here. Anyway, when I make the cut on my wrist I'll get quite weak and dizzy. Don't worry about it. It's just the venom working its magic. That'll last for about 5 minutes. I'll still be conscious so..." She trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging for a few seconds. "...please talk to me. It can get lonely."