Before answering, Meesei wrapped her arms around Sabine to hug her as hard as she could, though her muscles were still quite obviously weak. Regardless, her attitude seemed to make her physical weakness irrelevant. "Well, it was a...combination of factors, really. Your potion, Marcaille's my own efforts. After you fell asleep, I had another conversation with Marcaille. We talked about her potion; she went into great detail, mostly to pass the time. But, it gave me an idea. I was able to use my magic to...how to describe it? Bridge the gap between them. Your two potions worked in slightly different ways. One tried to draw out the silver into the blood stream through the blood in the organs, the other simply tried to draw it into the bloodstream through the tissue. I was able to use the effect of the latter to draw the silver into the blood for the former. It did not quite remove all of it, but...it removed enough. Enough to manage. 

Meesei lowered her head and brought her hand up to her chest. There was a slight grimace on her face as she allowed a wave of restoration energy to wash through her body. "There is still silver there, it is still hurting me, but the amount is low enough that healing magic can keep up with it. Actually, I was hoping you would be able to help me. A simple healing potion is all that is needed, but a normal potion does not last too long. Do you think you would be able to create a very weak healing potion that could last at least a few days?" She asked.