"Crap," Rook muttered. He sat back a little, knowing it'd hurt like hell, even with the potion taking effect. He really hoped she knew what she was doing. But he guessed he was just about to find out. "Wait," he said, suddenly. Immediately his hand reached down to his thigh and pulled his hunting knife from it's sheathe. He took a few preparatory breaths before setting his teeth in the handle. Quickly gesturing, he motioned her to begin as soon as she was ready.