Edie was hardly concerned by whatever plan the Were boy had had regarding the hunters. As far as the young fox was concerned, he'd led a pair of hunters into her territory and had hardly had a plan in the slightest. And Edith, vocal as she always was, had hardly hesitated in letting him know her obvious annoyance at the whole situation. After all, she was standing naked in the forest with blood running down her shoulder and a wound that showed no signs of healing anytime soon. The one plague of her gift was that, while she seemed to heal at a faster rate than humans, she still didn't have the same speed as her Were counterparts. She healed, yes. But she did so at an annoyingly slow rate.

It would do neither of them any good if she passed out in the forest, so with that in mind she'd stepped into her tent to find something to stop the bleeding. She'd been rather annoyed as he'd followed her, though she barely gave him a glance as she searched through her bag. When she'd finally found something to stop the bleeding, it was only then that she acknowledged the boy sitting across from her. Her sentence was short and decidedly apathetic at claiming that it had been his actions that had caused the wound on her shoulder. She found herself smirking slightly as he began to counter her statement. Though she would never say it out loud, she had to admit his frustration was rather... well... adorable.

"Yes," Edie said calmly, looking rather bored with the whole situation as she looked down at the wound on her shoulder. "Standing unarmed with two hunters having arrows aimed at your heart certainly looks as though you had it all perfectly handled." The young were had to admit the joy that crossed her features as he was cut off mid rant by her power. She took a second to watch him, admiring her own work. Her healing was flawless, as it always was. The only indication that the wound had been there at all was the blood that had stained his chest. "Extremely talented," Edie said with a small grin, the first hint of remote amusement creeping her way onto her features. It faded nearly instantly as he commented on her inability to heal herself. A scowl crossed her features as she shook her head lightly. "No, I can't." It was the one flaw to her power. The one thing that made her ache with annoyance every time she got hurt. She could remove wounds from anyone else without a thought and yet on her own, she healed normally.

"What could you possibly do to help me with this?" She snapped at him at his teasing tone, though she couldn't deny her own interest in his words. What if he could help her with this? She watched with curious eyes as he pulled out the bag and extended it out to her. She'd heard of such remedies, though she'd never used them herself, but she couldn't deny that anything would be better than the burn that plagued her at the moment. But then her curiosity was replaced by distain as he spoke to her, giving her a rather dreadful nickname in the process. "Don't call me that," Edie said, reaching out quickly to snatch the bag out of his hands. The abrupt movement caused a fire of pain to abrupt in her shoulder, and she dropped the bag onto the floor of the tent. "Okay," She said after a moment, her voice showing only a small amount of the vulnerability she felt. "Okay, fine. You win. Help me."