Miraculously, the elf... nods to Grant. In a way that may very well have been a thanks. This is just his concern for his pokemon.

"There you are. Come now. Come on..." And other such quiet words. Gently spraying the potion on his Rowlet with more care than he really has for anything else in this world so far. "You'll come round."

And she does! Blinking those big ol' eyes at both of them. The elf exhales, heavily.

"I will... repay the potion cost."