"―Feanya? Can you show me where you're injured?"
Approaching the grounded harpy girl at the Protagonist's request, I crouched down to her level and asked in a relatively blunt manner.
"Ugh... My wing... I-I think I got a cramp in my side or somethin' too..."
"Oh! Stranger stranger! Is Mister Stranger going to heal Fefe?"
"I can try."
Identifying where she seemed to be hurt, it didn't look like anything was wrong externally, meaning it was most likely an internal issue like a sprain or cramp as she said.
'She'll have to drink it then.'
Reaching into my cloak just for pretenses, I withdrew the Standard Health Potion from the Storage that I had purchased in a hurry just prior to taking the Drakon-Rasa Red Contract.
'The description said you need to drink practically all of it for it to work. It's a shame to lose it like this, but at least it might help my chances...'
