“You okay?” I asked her as I approached and got a good look at her. She definitely wasn’t her usual perky self.
She gave me a wan smile. “Stomach’s been acting up lately.”
“Ugh, I can sympathize.” I shook my wrist with the cuff on it. “Eilahn just gave me this thing—blocks the arcane and keeps me from being summoned—but it makes me feel queasy all the time.” Then I shot her a warning look. “But if you get me sick for real I’m going to be pissed.”
A flash of her usual humor lit her eyes. “And what would you do then? I can outrun you.”
“That’s what cars are for, bitch,” I retorted with a grin.