Tracey noted Lia fidgeting and walked closer to the bed, "I know you said no magic during the procedure but would you at least allow a little more, I'm pretty sure I can make you more comfortable at least." She said, a hint of concern in her voice as she poked at the bed. She disliked seeing the other girl in pain, especially given that she knew it might be a bit increased due to her lack of experience. As relieved as she was that everything went well, until Lia was back to 100% she was going to harbor a higher level of concern than normal - especially given that she would feel at fault for anything negative that came of the procedure, despite knowing it was what Lia wanted.
She brought a hand up to ruffle her hair, closing her eyes as Lia spoke about Alexei - it wasn't the time of place for her to push her opinion on Lia's stalwart belief that he cared nothing for it. Tracey may not have the mind of a girl rushing off to find a partner, or be of the mind that she'd ever marry anyway - but she knew boys plenty well, and she definitely knew them well enough to know that they don't heal quite as fast as they like to claim. They just... handled it differently outwardly than girls. "She made her decision and got herself all but blacklisted because of it. She is absolutely not trustworthy - not that I was ever particularly fond of Sera, but she has no place on our side if she's going to make such reckless decisions - for what, love?" Tracey rolled her eyes. She had a reckless streak, sure, but to her the idea of running off and throwing everything away for a boy was foreign. She couldn't process the amount of emotion she imagined it took to act that way.
"I'm right plenty." She said, clearing her throat in Ben's direction. "Most people just don't like that I prefer real words instead of pretty soft ones and chose to take things negatively." She brought her hand down from her hair, crossing her arms over her chest again. "Potions are a good start. A little less conspicuous than anything else. Plus less risk, since I'm still not 17 for another two weeks." She was starting to get antsy about not being of age yet, especially since all of their hopes and plans were starting to take more of a clear direction, starting to take form in the way of actually knowing they needed to start making moves. Turning 17 would be a barrier she was gladly kissing goodbye.