Elizabeth was relieved - she didn't have to walk over to the Professor because he was coming towards them now. However, she didn't realise the full extent of the poison until the Professor tried to talk to her. She opened her eyes and everything was blurred, slipping in and out of sight like a thick mist fell over her face, covering her head entirely. The Professor's words came out muffled and distorted, and she couldn't make out what he was saying at all. And still the barb in her shoulder pulsated painfully, reminding her it was still there and spreading more of the poison through her limbs.

"Gligar, and Venipede. Poison sting. Antidote. [i]Now.[/i]" she said slowly, carefully, and threateningly. After all, she had to make sure the Professor got the message before she couldn't speak anymore. She looked down at Misdreavus in her arms, trying to count the number of orbs she had on her neck, finding it impossible to focus on her Pokémon. Misdreavus wasn't moving, except for raising and lowering her chest, so at least she was still breathing for now.

Elizabeth then looked at Rudy. He was also a bit of a blur now but she could see he was in pain. Putting some months of social diplomacy lessons into good use, she brought her good arm up and patted him reassuringly on the shoulder. Clearly, Rudy was intimidated by her - Elizabeth was quite used to that kind of behaviour - but she did know that looking like you know exactly what's going on, and that you're able to solve it, is a good way to reassure people. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." she reported sternly, peering at his blurred form with that same emotionless look.

Some odd thought was nagging in the back of her head and she opted to listen to it, because she could barely make out what people were saying anyways. [i]Why are you trying to reassure this person?[/i] it said. Elizabeth tried to shrug her shoulders but it hurt too much to do so, and the extra movement was threatening to tip her off balance and cause her to fall onto the barb, which certainly didn't seem like a good idea. She shut her eyes again, taking a deep breath, and then peering at Michael's indistinguishable face. "Please hurry." she added, hastily.