The fact that Nicholai had brewed a potion to keep Celandine safe did nothing to pacify her horror and it was only Daphne's ever-present pride that kept her from running away towards a compartment where she should nurse herself through the shakes. "Ugh," grunted the young lady with an involuntary shudder. "I wasn't aware insects had feelings," muttered Daphne not too loudly, unsure if Cel was one of those maddened Animal Rights activists. Blinking at Tobias, Daphne shook her head slightly in confusion. "Have you had your bones regrown then?"