Croy spat up more of the Ichor (He seemed to tactifully avoid spitting it on her) and nodded, weakly. "dont.... I dont."
The guy was freaking dying. Maybe it was to late for him already, so she didnt scare him away.
She opened her eyes, and at first, everything was black. But the shapes and shadows came back to her, and then she could see everything, and nodded.