"Who are you?" Daniel asked again not having been satisfied with Minerva's response.
Minerva rolled her eyes and turned her head again to look at him. "The one who practically saved your ass from being kicked by that ghost and the same person who wants to help out your friend here,"
"You should thank me lad. You owe me a lot," she added as she turned to face Lucky and felt for his pulse.
"I'm not sure of what is wrong with him but I can offer him more help if we take him to my place where I've got more herbs and potions," she offered.
"Your place?" Daniel echoed as he scratched his head with one of his claws.
"Yes my place," Minerva affirmed. "Why? Are you scared? Do you think that I'll kill and cook you for dinner?" she asked in a taunting tone.
"Oh no, no, that wasn't my thinking," he replied.
"Speak out your thoughts then young man," she urged.