bumps and bruises

She hadn't been at the claim, but she had heard a bit.

Eden was not one to pry too much into personal business; she only knew her pack mate was hurt. The Sin could take care of herself, she had proven that to many others over the course of their life. She only approached with the intent to keep them in fighting form. "Pyralis?" She had made sure to practice saying the name of the Sin before coming to them. Finding the old woman on the beach, she approached.

"I heard you could use some medical attention" she ventured, coming to a tentative halt a few steps away. Her satchel around her neck was stuffed to bursting with supplies "I'm Eden, a new member of the Pirates" she added, dipping her neck to the woman "I'm a healer." To be, but better than leaving a wound or bruise to fester alone. She waited for permission.