[ She eyes it curiously, looking over the bottle, and then the pills. Palming them and inspecting them. A moment and - she swallows them dry. Feeling them stick in the back of her throat before she takes up the water and drinks it to stop the feeling in her throat. The last thing she wants right now is a coughing fit.
But she's otherwise still, venturing after a moment in return. Her blind faith in Mles proven, she supposed, because it's only after that she ventures to wonder about it. ]
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But she's otherwise still, venturing after a moment in return. Her blind faith in Mles proven, she supposed, because it's only after that she ventures to wonder about it. ]
What are they?