After fleeing the forest (from an imaginary foe (it was a social experiment, okay?), although she dared not tell The Hulk that) Warja had taken her giant charge to a medical stash she'd hidden. There, she gave him the strongest herbs she had and watched them eat away at not only his pain, but his mind. It was comical, really. And just the tiniest bit sad.
After his pain was taken care of the two of them began the journey back to Secretua. Technically, she was taking advantage of his drugged state by doing this - he was not capable of sound decision making (was he ever?) - but she did it anyway. Her home stash was well stocked and had a wider selection of remedies to choose from. However, saying she was doing it for his good alone would be a lie. There were plant combinations and techniques she was desperate to try, many of which required actual injuries to gauge their effectiveness. How could she pass on such an opportunity?
Reaching the border, Warja sent up a summons to her packmates. No doubt her father would be interested in the stray she was bringing home. With that done, she turned to the behemoth. "Hanging in there, big fella?" Sooner or later she needed to ask him his name...
