"Yes everything has been arranged. It was wonderful doing business with you." She turned and started to walk, tugging the little child machine lightly to follow her but she stopped short. She reached into a lower pocket of her pants, pulling out a small vial filled with a deep purple liquid.
"This will help with the sewer rot you're dealing with. Faint though the odor it gives off I can smell it. I wouldn't let it get too much worse if I were you." Raissa pressed the vial into his palm. "There are 3 milliliters in there. Inject 1 milliliter every 3 days. After the third dose prepare for a couple of days where the rash is very bad. It will start to clear up after that." She smiled again at the shopkeeper. "Consider it a gift."
As she walked off she felt the voice shift in her head. 'You did something nice....I haven't seen you do something nice in a long time...' Raissa rolled her shoulders as she lead Thorn back to the entrance of the undermarket.
"That wasn't kindness. It was compensation."