But Why is the Pesto Gone?

Pestilence told Sparrow she wasn't dying and Sparrow let out a dry chuckle, "Yeah, okay, sure." Like a dying person would admit they were dying. Whatever. Sparrow did laugh when the other advised staying away from all Abraxas. "Yeah, sounds like a loony bunch." After Pestilence was set down, she called out that she was going to die as Sparrow ran off. Sparrow shouted back, "You better not die on me, buttercup!" She felt a lot more secure that they were in the pack now, though.

So as for the treatment... Pestilence did NOT seem to like it. Sparrow retreated a tad with a wicked smile as the woman cursed at her and threatened to kill her. Good, so there was still some fight left. Sparrow leaned in briefly, "Aww, but you said you were too tired to walk. Did you really lie to me just to be carried?" Sparrow's smile grew cocky, "That's fine, I like a damsel in distress." All at once, Sparrow's mind caught up with her playful banter and she stalled for a solid second. "N-not that you're a damsel- HAH! I'm joking, obviously- who likes someone who's helpless? Not me hahaha!" GOD she hoped a REAL healer would come soon.