Shoulders shrugged, as if he had no reason to come-

"More offering help to you," because this was turning in to more of a mess. "I'm immune to the poison being planted." Gruffly spoken, and not just because he'd been reluctant to step in and offer; his voice was just like that. Didn't like to talk a hell of a lot, but he'd come this far so he may as well go all the way.

"Can taste it, gather things you might need to make up an antidote, or just do whatever." He was a little at a loss, he knew medical basics and survival. His Essence allowed him to identify and hunt down ingredients.