He didn’t really have any idea what the flask Vincent showed him contained, but it was a safe bet to say it was likely some sort of medicine for the poison. Alexander wiped down his blade one last time and tossed the rag just as the other male downed a portion of the potion. He glanced towards Senna as she finished her survey of the floor, and was happy that it would be an easy split of the loot. [color=ed1c24]“Apparently evenly,”[/color] he remarked as he stepped forward to take one of the vials.

As Alexander slipped the unknown “potion” into an empty pouch on his waist, he shrugged at Lynn. [color=ed1c24]“Best thing if you don’t know how to fight is to stay outta the way for now,”[/color] he pointed out rather bluntly, [color=ed1c24]“no need to try and be on the front lines if you’ve got no training or experience.”[/color] With that matter sorted out, in his eyes at the least, Alexander glanced at his weapon once more as he considered Senna’s suggestion; not the towels part mind you. It would dangerous to continue deeper with a weapon that was damaged and liable to break at a most inconvenient time. Not like there was a particular need for the four to push further immediately either. [color=ed1c24]“Hey, Vincent, you fine with heading back into town?” [/color]