The priestess turned to him with a mix of compassion and astonishment.
"Yes... Your father is sick. And I understand time is important to you, as well as the gold to pay for the potions. If we return safely - The Everpresent willing! - I shall do whatever I can to help you, Wyngrad..."
She paused, torn between her desire to remain factual and the emotions overwhelming her.
"Understand though, that I need to go to my brothers and sisters in Stony Ford. It is important to me, and would only take a few hours."
"I do hope we can reach some sort of arrangement - after all, we have solved more difficult issues together in the past." she concluded in a low voice.