"It takes more than one little scorpion to take me out." But she knows the tone, the don't bullshit me, Katie tone that sounds half like Declan and half like Will. She'd wince again, different kind, but she's still sick of grieving.

"It's not lethal. I got a treatment from the apothecary. That made me nauseated. I didn't eat. And now I'm a little lightheaded." Normally missing one meal wouldn't make her lightheaded, but she's been drinking her dinner a fair amount lately. "I'm fine."