[She looks around the room. Next to tree, leaves and more tree, there really wasn't much to use here. Maybe if she went to the altar, she could find something there. Even better because it would mean getting away from Arno. This tension was killing her and she just needed to get away from it. Even for a little bit.]
I think honey might be a little too sticky to help. Not sure about nectar either, but we could try it or water and see how that works out.
[Cynthia gets on her feet and dusts off whatever small specks of dirts that got on her when she fell.]
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[She looks around the room. Next to tree, leaves and more tree, there really wasn't much to use here. Maybe if she went to the altar, she could find something there. Even better because it would mean getting away from Arno. This tension was killing her and she just needed to get away from it. Even for a little bit.]
I think honey might be a little too sticky to help. Not sure about nectar either, but we could try it or water and see how that works out.
[Cynthia gets on her feet and dusts off whatever small specks of dirts that got on her when she fell.]
I'll got to the altar and get some.