"I'll make a deal with you. You help my friend, and I'll bring you more of these. But let's talk terms - how long will it take you to fix their un-healing wound?"

Jay, as distrustful as he should be, believed this swamp woman would probably heal a part of Asra's wound, and then keep Jay gathering these odd little amber spheres for much longer than he ought to.

And, she seemed annoyed by the question as she angrily grunted.