Let it Do its Wonders
08-01-2016, 10:50 PM
Bright turned to the woman as she quickly but precisely described the situation, and also mentioned that she was from Fiori, but had only recently returned. Her nerves coming to ease now that she had been here a few moments, she looked to the woman's face, and felt silly as she realized she recognized the woman from the last meeting. If she hadn't been so nervous, she would have recognized that sooner. Feeling foolish, she nodded to the blue-eyed woman in acknowledgement. In different circumstances, she would have spent time introducing herself and asking the woman's name, but she thought that the main priority was getting an idea of the man's injury, so this was what she focused on. "I'd love to help in whatever way I can," she offered, hoping it would be okay.
Now she would turn to the man as he began to speak - he looked a little unnerved, having two strangers approach him while he was injured, and for a moment Bright felt badly. Perhaps she should have let Ara deal with it on her own. After all, she was not a full fledged healer, and at best she could only be an assistant. But Sileas, as he introduced himself, seemed willing to take the help, although he claimed he was also a healer. It seemed the wound was in a place too awkward for him to tend to properly. "Hello Sileas," she said very softly, her head held low and ears folded back, "My name is Bright Moon; I am in training to become a healer." Now her silver eyes turned back to Ara. "If there's anything you need immediately, I can retrieve it for you," she offered, wondering if the woman had had a chance to assess the wound yet - would they need something to stop the bleeding? What would they use to prevent infection? Whatever it was, she was more than ready to take off in search of the right materials.
Now she would turn to the man as he began to speak - he looked a little unnerved, having two strangers approach him while he was injured, and for a moment Bright felt badly. Perhaps she should have let Ara deal with it on her own. After all, she was not a full fledged healer, and at best she could only be an assistant. But Sileas, as he introduced himself, seemed willing to take the help, although he claimed he was also a healer. It seemed the wound was in a place too awkward for him to tend to properly. "Hello Sileas," she said very softly, her head held low and ears folded back, "My name is Bright Moon; I am in training to become a healer." Now her silver eyes turned back to Ara. "If there's anything you need immediately, I can retrieve it for you," she offered, wondering if the woman had had a chance to assess the wound yet - would they need something to stop the bleeding? What would they use to prevent infection? Whatever it was, she was more than ready to take off in search of the right materials.