There are no incurable diseases
Ray gave a small shrug. "Somewhat. It mostly prevents worsening pain. The pain won't stop just because you remove the spines. The neurotoxin would have already been injected." She explained as concisely as she could. Ray had found that long drawn out explanations seldom got the point across for those unfamiliar with herbs.
Ray was mildly surprised that he admitted her expertise in the area but didn't outwardly comment. But the concept of being able to use one's magic to create elixirs was fascinating. "That sounds incredibly useful if the knowledge is there. But you'll still likely have to do some prep work on ingredients before combining them." She regarded Deimos for a moment, sizing up his hinted at motives and intentions. "If you want I can give you a hand? Granted, if you're planning on making a weapon, just give me a bit of context. So I don't get caught off guard later." She smirked. "The last thing I want is my own knowledge and work being used against me."
Only the lack of will
Ray
