Distortion of time perception was a predictable side-effect of the venom. It was no different today. Taerys could still hear him, though. She wasn't sure what was being said exactly but just having that knowledge that he was still there sitting with her...that was more than enough for her. She was constantly reminded of just how vulnerable she was like this; the Varyx relied on her speed and agility to get out of sticky situations. She actually found it kind of funny how their race had a hindrance like this and wondered whether Varus had any secrets similar to hers that he was keeping...A matter for another day perhaps.

Shortly afterwards - though really she had no idea how much time had passed - she found that Varus' words began making far more sense to her; he seemed like the kind of person who'd probably have a myriad of stories so they could have been for quite a while. "Ugh...[i]Shyaka[/i]..." She moaned a curse in Varaxian and began to stir again. It was almost as if a chain reaction had been set off after that, with her senses returning to her like wildfire. As quick as she'd been put under the effects of it, they were gone. "I don't know how I do this on my own sometimes." She smirked and went to glance down at her wrist. It had already started to heal up, thank goodness. "Hey, uh...How long have I kept you here for?" Taerys asked guiltily, propping herself up on her elbow.