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[center][color=0869ec][h1]Ananta Aroa[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][b]//O8 - The Underpass [/b][/center]
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And indeed, the words of the child informed Ananta of everything she needed to know.

Well, perhaps that is a small exaggeration. Certainly, Ananta could easily base her decision off of those two words, but whether or not she had the tools to truly help would be another matter entirely. Indeed, for those without a strong innate resistance to such things, even something as simple as a common cold, or an otherwise easily treatable infection, could spell the end for a slumborn of any sort. That was just the reality of the environment her fellows were forced to suffer through. 

Indeed, every inch of life was a battle for even something as good and well as air that does not burn the throat. Something that she learned, later in her adventuring career, likely came from an abundance of mold or something similar. Every single aspect of the world that surrounded was actively working against her fellows, all for the sake of dragging them down into the dirt, to proliferate off of their corpses to drag down even more. To survive, you needed to learn how to cope. How to breathe, and how to move. How to walk and run, and how to hide. How to figure out who is diseased, and with what, to know who to avoid and who was an acceptable risk...

But then, she was getting off track. Though the child's situation was far from unique, Ananta wouldn't be particularly surprised if she could find many others in the Underpass looking for help with something similar, there was a chance that she might be of help. It was a small chance, it entirely depended on if what she had on hand was enough to heal the mother... but she would try.

As such, after that moment pause to ponder, Ananta spoke quiet enough for only the child to hear. [color=0869ec]"I cannot guarantee a cure to whatever might afflict her... however, should I possess something that might assist your mother, I will provide."[/color] For the time being, the Abyss had become the furthest thing from Ananta's mind. 

Her path, for the time being, had been decided. 

[color=0869ec]"Please, lead the way."[/color] She finished, at the same volume as the rest.

She did have some amounts of medicine with her, so there was a chance...