"Oh, this one's witty. I like it." Venus grins and points at Joly and folds up the bloody cloth she's used to wipe away the crusted grime from the wound. "Marius is going to be useful to everyone if he doesn't rest. Or if he doesn't stop fawning long enough to collect supplies."

Venus, thankfully, has a pen on her in the small pack she's brought, which mostly includes collected goods from the gift shop. It's got patterns of Some on it.

"Courfeyrac, careful, or Marius is going to make hurt, unfocused puppy dog eyes at you when he sees the replay of this conversation." Her grin is mischievous, though. She's enjoying taking shots at the easy target as much as anyone.