[And while Magilou thinks it's only fair that she clean things up, the mention of keeping the medicine gets filed away with a certain other little tidbit she knows about Velvet. At some point in the future, playful revenge will one day be hers!]

You do that. You never know when any of us might get sick.

[She snickers just a bit to herself.] If only the church knew that the vile Lord of Calamity cared about the health of those in her company. Only because it's convenient, of course, but they'd still be shocked you don't think of us all as disposable.

[That means a lot to her. Not that she'll ever admit it, but still.]