Dain's expression morphed into a sheepish grin, and he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Right, right. I forgot you were loaded. Probably bought a bunch of them off the market while everyone else was scrambling to bid. My bad. I won't make that mistake again."
Fenrir didn't smile.
"Good. Because you and Elaine owe me now. And I will collect on that favor when the time comes."
Dain nodded seriously, tightening his grip on the potion.
"Got it. I'll make sure we pay you back, whatever it takes."
Fenrir gave a slight tilt of his head.
"Then go. She doesn't have much time. I'll buy as much time as I can."
With that, Dain turned and hurried away, supporting Elaine's weight as best as he could.
Fenrir watched them go, the sound of their retreating footsteps echoing down the corridor.
When the pair finally disappeared from view, he exhaled slowly, a rare moment of relief passing over his face.
They weren't the cause of this.
He was sure of it now.
