He should have known not to rush her; she knew when the pain potion would kick in for him, and Declan watched her get ready until she came over.

Deck let out a slow hiss of air when Sage straightened his finger, gritting his teeth. Even with the pain potion, he still felt it. ''That never gets easier,'' he admitted. Maybe he should break his bones less often, then — but that didn't seem likely to happen anytime soon.