Yes.

“Oh, of course,” the girl said, reaching for Viva's trapped leg. She pulled it free easily, and then helped her turn around and unwind her arms.

Vivia managed the rest herself, needing to slip out of her tunic all the way and pull it down off the tree afterward. As she did so, the girl gasped behind her.

“Your back!” she said, sounding more alarmed than seemed warranted.

“What?” Vivia asked with rising caution, reaching to feel her back as she turned to face he girl. She felt the skin where the slime-thing was, and found it felt a little dry.

The girl kept an eye on her bare back, leaning to watch as Vivia turned. “You didn't happen to run into a saplit, did you?”

“A what?” she replied, realizing during her examination that her skin was much the same everywhere in the wake of slime.

“It's a slimy-thing,” the girl said, deciding to get a closer look, much to the chagrin of Vivia's personal space. “It... looks like you did. It leaves your skin dry and irritated, and it could become a painful rash. Such creatures are somewhat common so deep into the woods. I've had some experience with them myself, so I keep some special balm with me for treating saplit rashes.”

“Oh,” Vivia said with a mix of worry and serendipitous relief. “You wouldn't mind sharing, would you?” she asked, turning to try and face the girl, who insisted on peering at her back.

The girl finally looked back up. “Not at all,” came her answer. She then reached into a pouch at her side, pulling forth a small jar.

Vivia held a hand out, but the girl didn't seem to notice, her eyes on Vivia's back as she opened the jar to apply the balm herself. Though disinclined to allow the girl to treat the rash, she realized she wasn't sure how the stuff was supposed to be applied anyway, and didn't want to misuse the medicine.