"Well, there are some instances that the mind and with the mind the body cannot handle the truth." Baba seemed unaware of how close she came to a very popular quote. "Perhaps just as you do not know what happened to your neck, the people here should not know the what and why of the City. They simply could not handle it.' Baba was certainly many couldn't. The crone was considering getting to know who ever put this gathering together. They could be useful or hindrances.
"My theory, the biggest one, is that you were not bit by an animal, and that whatever did bite you...well, you're in trouble now that it has taken a small interest in you. You may be bitten again..." As she was looking the other way, she smiled. She'd have to ask Eric if he'd mind biting the boy again.
"Perhaps you should go home. This may be more than you can handle. This probably best a place and time for heroes, and I think you said you were not one?" She looked back at him, innocent and matter of fact. She wasn't saying this to hurt his feelings, or that was how it sounded. She was saying it to help him. She was only thinking of him...probably. That or she was pushing him, seeing what he would do.