Claude's stomach hurt, too? It probably wasn't all in Anise's head, then. This was bad...

"By 'anything hasty,' you mean like... surgery?" she asked cautiously, furrowing her brow. Anise wanted to be sure they were on the same page, but that definitely seemed to be where this was going. How else were they going to get rid of whatever was inside them?

Even if it was hasty, Anise was still more worried about their time limit. How long until they wound up like that creature from last night? Maybe they couldn't be certain about how to act, but they had enough to go off of that it could be worth the risk. Then again, she wasn't sure exactly how risky it would be...

"Do you know any doctors here?" she asked after a moment. "I mean, besides the ones working for the Head Doctor."