RHEA P.O.V

Watching her as she started on her table again, picking up something and headed to a shelf containing glass bottles filled with contents, I don't know what it was.

She came back to me and gave me a tiny bottle filled with a water-like substance and asked me to drink it. I shook my head, rejecting it. 

“What's in it?” I asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Don't worry, I won't give you anything that would hurt you, so just drink up.” she said, going back to her table and looking down at her book.

I drank it and it was sore. I squeezed my face in disgust. 

“What's...