Mary left the man in the alleyway, carrying the gourd, which she had closed up proper again as she made her way towards the inn as well. She saw Larel and sighed, having hoped to avoid him. She disliked making him uncomfortable, but it was also a little annoying to be seen in such a negative seeming light. She hadn't done anything all to earn him keeping her at arms distance like some pariah. She turned and started walking again, decidedly not engaging in any sort of awkward conversation with him, headed right for the inn. She walked in to the place and went towards the room, opening the door only to find Hotaru balled up in the corner, "Here," She walked over to her, holding out the gourd, "Hopefully he's got something as well, but this should help for the moment with some of those burns," she said.
Hotaru glanced up at the gourd, giving Mary a confused look before opening it. She caught the whiff of what it was immediately but Mary actually had a rather severe expression on her face that kept her from arguing and she took a deep breath before starting to drink. It was easier now to tell the difference between the contents of this and what had been slipped to her the night before to replace the wicked voice in her mind, but at the time, she had found she was practically parched, mostly because there were so many people around her. She drank just a bit before closing it up and pushing it aside as she thought about that coming from a person.
"Oh stop it," she looked at Mary surprised, "You cannot survive without it. And as I said if you don't have enough, she" Mary thumped Hotaru's forehead, "Has more say so in what happens," Hotaru rubbed her forehead with a grunt, "I may not have as much authority in your books as my sister, but at the very least I'm trying to make it where it isn't a big deal for you. She would be pouring it down your throat, and you know it."
"Why are you suddenly being so bossy?"
"Why are you suddenly being so childish?"
"I'm not being childish, I don't understand how this could be perceived to be so," she shook her head, confused.
"Because. You don't want to do it, so you're not going to. It's childish. Like not eating your vegetables just because it's good for you and will improve your health. Same here. Except this time you don't have sweets or meats you can run off to. It's all or nothing," Mary crossed her arms.
"How long have you been traveling on your own?"
"Stop deflecting."

"The rose is part of the bush," Eryn explained, "It's the flower meant to represent Mary. Mine is a kind of lily," he laughed shortly, "It's different that the kinds of things we put for Thanos and Nero, but I'm still a part of the picture," he smirked a little as Ferran had explained it that way to him as she was putting it on Mera, "In a way, you could say Mera has her own idea of a masterpiece. Her tattoos explain to herself who she is, and it hides the parts she doesn't like," he smirked at him, "You remember people by the art they inspire. She remembers people and events by tattooing them to her, a way she will never be able to forget it," he said, with a nod, "But enough about that. Shall we go back and see if those two are done, or shall we head on and let the lovebirds catch up?" he smirked as he looked back towards the two of them, trying to see if he could see them from where they were standing, "They would make a rather interesting couple. Maybe she could finally let that go..." he mused, putting his hands on his sides, getting quieter as he was trying to hear their conversation since they weren't in all honesty that far from them, but he didn't want to get caught snooping cause Mera would most definitely hurt him. 

Mera had turned and was about to move towards the other two, figuring their conversation was basically over, but she stopped as Alari spoke to her again, "Hm? What is it?" she turned to face him, crossing her arms as she wondered what would be such an "immense" help that he only thought of now. She was, however, glad that Kaori was capable of managing himself. Larel and Hotaru were on the verge of murdering him, and she honestly felt like he needed a good lesson in manners, and she didn't have the patience for it most of the time. She'd have to employ Mary in to trying to teach it to him before she ended up hurting him for running his mouth again, "And to answer the part about how long they'll be accompanying us, it wouldn't be long. Unless we live in a camp, gypsies usually don't travel together for long periods of time. Too much to see and explore, more of ourselves to find and develop, or too much of a past that need not be dwelt on," she said simply, glancing towards Eryn, "Next big village we find, or goddess forbid we find a city, he'll find a way to settle down again. Raina will be gone by morning, and I'm sure, unless Mary can think of a reason to stay, once she's healed, she'll probably go again. She's old enough now to be traveling on her own," though it was clear Mera didn't like that idea one bit as she bit her nail as she finished saying it, looking towards the village