Adah gave a light nod; to a certain degree, yes, and she'd allow that it was a little overdue as, in the grand scheme of things, it had been rather unbalanced, hadn't it? If River was hoping for a complete reversal, though, Adah would be obliged to inform her that she was out of luck, as it was unlikely that Adah would be crawling over the front desk or reading River's mind any time soon. She did, however, have a little something that she imagined would continue to tilt the scales toward a higher semblance of justice. She leaned her hip, heavily, against the front desk for support while her attention shifted to the bag at her hip, unsnapping the flap and pulling it back, and then, with slight awkwardness, managed to pull out a small plastic container, containing four J,GoB muffins with (and Adah was still feeling like she was overdoing it with the next detail, but she hardly imagined that River would hold it against her) a small, single black-colored rose affixed onto the top of it. Struggling to, literally, single-handedly pass the peace offering over, Adah said, quietly, "Pomegranate ginger. A good treatment for tapeworm."

Along with other supposed properties of pomegranate, but the tapeworm thing was the only scientifically proven one.