No One Suspects the FDA

She was a new healer, and very inexperienced dealing with things that she didn’t know. As Chrysanthos launched into his herb talk, she tried to focus entirely on his leg. He had moved into a position she could get at it, and copying what Alarr had taught her, she used a rock to separate the horsetail. Her delicate brows furrowed in thought as she first made the mistake of crushing it too big, then had to repeat her attempt. In the end, she succeeded and that’s what mattered. Before she sprinkled it on the leg, she checked to see if he had any fragments in the wound. Niamh even licked it gently to feel for any abnormalities. It had been a relatively clean cut, so she applied the horsetail promptly. But that was all she knew to do for him. the silica in it would do its course naturally.

”Niamh” she wrote down on the earth after he asked her name. her frown deepened as she wrote more. She might as well be honest with Chrysanthos. ”am novice healer” and she might as well say ‘slave’ too but she didn’t consider herself one. She may be an owned woman, but Jupiter treated her like she was useful. And for as long as he continued to do so, Niamh would remain with him without fuss. But she also knew by now not to say that; for others reacted badly to the idea. She gave him a smile before finally drinking deep of the comfrey mixture. Her throat felt a bit better after hacking and coughing; it was soothing to drink. ”thank you.” she wrote down once more. Considerably quieter than the man, she was just happy enough to have someone to talk with her.

The woman soaked in the information he shared with her, causing her eyes to widen. Healing really was a lot of work, and sometimes she wasn’t sure if she could do it but she’d try her best. As if looking for praise, she’d tilt her head and look at the wound on his leg. ”Did I do it properly?” with their meager supplies, Niamh tried not to waste the herbs available. Should she add more? There was plenty of horsetail a few steps away.

[ooc; 1500/1500]