She nodded, then offered him the vial. "Here drink this. It’s a pain potion." Evan took it and drained the whole thing, and that was unwise. It was utterly foul, like a combination of mineral oil with ground-up caterpillars, but his headache melted away, and his limbs loosened as the pain left them. "Don’t go too fast. It will take time for the magic to dissipate. It clings to flesh and bone and hurts like a bitch. I’m sorry I was sloppy. I should never have let Rowle catch us. I forgot bad guys lie. "