"Traitior..." Cleo muttered under her breath, but not loud enough for anyone to hear."Wait. I have an antidote myself. My father gave it to me in case something was to happen." *Reaches in bag and hands it to him.*
" My father said I was to learn as much as I could by following and doing what you do. Please tell me your name."
"Not so sure about that, Mr. Elfy..." Cleo muttered quietly under her breath, again."You didn't save my life, I could have easily taken the antidope off of her."