A long sigh escaped me as I looked down at the crying woman. I remembered Lapia telling me not to become paranoid. I jumped to conclusions while angry and panicking.
I'm not going into the justifying rabbit-hole, I though, looking at the Lupum. A chuckle escaped me.
"Did I injure you?" I asked the Elf sitting on the floor.
She shook her head, and hiccuped while wiping snot and tears.
"Can you stand up?" I asked next.
In all honesty, I didn't really had the time to care for a potentially level 900 person. I was just poisoned, and could have died. My priorities were less on the social morality and more on the primal survival aspect of things. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
She nodded and slowly stood up.
"Okay," I sighed. "Let's go over what just happened so we can see where things went to shit. I'm assuming we're both adults here."
