"It might cure the taint," says Stalas. "Might. We don't know."
"I - I ate their flesh," Ruck mutters.
Stalas winces. "Yeah. But - I'm not sure it will work."
"...cure... cure Ruck..."
"Do you want us to try?"
Twist, twist, head-wobble. "Yes..."
"Um, it's also possible you will... disintegrate... I don't know exactly how that works yet... but you can try if you want to." She holds out her hand.
"I didn't disintegrate," offers Stalas, when Ruck looks uncertain. This seems to be sufficiently cheering. Ruck very tentatively touches Annie's hand.
"...thank you," says Stalas. He accepts the coins. Ruck shrug-nods.
"It has some kind of side effect we don't know about," Annie mentions. "So once you're done fixing you might not want to have it any more. I can take it back when you're done."
"Hmm?" says Stalas.
"...cure... how long...?"
"I had two crossbow bolts in my shoulder and after a couple of minutes of this I was fine," says Stalas. "But I don't know what it does about the taint, or how fast."
"You... you have..."
"Yeah," says Stalas. "I do. Still. I don't know. ...Annie, what if you gave him the one that disintegrates darkspawn? Alongside the healing? Might that solve the problem, if healing alone doesn't?"
"We don't know which drawback goes with that one..." Unspoken: He might spontaneously fall in love with one of us.
"...if... cure..."
"One of the potential side effects is disappearing and appearing somewhere completely different. That's how Annie got here," Stalas adds.
"Ruck could leave?"
"Yes."
Shrug-nod-nod-nod, goes Ruck. "Be cured... leave," he mutters. "Never go home again. Never be here again... yes, yes."
"There are other possible side effects."
"Never go home," Ruck repeats.
"You could wind up blind and deaf, or be really warm all the time... but if you want to leave I can just try everything on you one by one and see what goes with which?"
"Darkspawn disintegrator first, I think," says Stalas. "For the maximum chance of helping with his ghoul problem if that does turn out to be the one that vanishes you."
Tap.
And now Ruck is really uncomfortably warm, like he has been improbably surrounded on all sides by an open lava pit.
"What's wrong?"
But Ruck is already calming down. Shrug-nod shrug-nod. "Too warm. She said. Too warm. That one."
"Not so bad," says Stalas.
Shrug-nod, nod, nod...
Stalas watches the changing tone of Ruck's movements thoughtfully. "Feeling better?" he asks.
Ruck nods. His control over his body seems noticeably improved already.
"...um? Are you okay?" says Stalas.
Instead of answering, Ruck begins to cry.
"Might have something to do with why he doesn't want to talk about how he ended up stranded in a cave eating darkspawn," murmurs Stalas.
Then he starts to hum.
Then he screams.
"Aah!" says Ruck. "Aah!"
"Well, now we know what the drawback of the healing is."
Annie sits up, shivering and definitely not lurching Stalasward for a hug. "Humming. Oh, god, I kind of need to know if it's just humming and I really don't want to test it."
"Give it to me and I'll go off to an isolated corner and attempt to quietly sing," says Stalas. "I mean, if it just hurts and isn't some unrelated horrible sensation."