Well, she'd made a grand first impression. The boy spun and Sid noted that his fur was bristled. She grimaced, but tried to plaster a smile overtop of it which more than likely just made her look deranged. Siduri, for as verbose and social as she was, was also very bad at being social and verbose.
The boy seemed interested in the fact that she could fix him up and, when she flashed him the contents of her satchel like some shifty drug dealer, he perked up and exclaimed that he knew about herbs. "Ahhhhh," Sid nodded, dropping the flap on her bag. "A fellow healer, maybe?" He confirmed that he hadn't healed anyone yet and the girl tilted her head in question. "Do you want to?"
Sid motioned him to a nice little spot in the shade and settled down, sifting through her pack for a little bladder of clean water, some bandages and a few different herbs. "I'm Siduri, by the way. You can call me Sid."
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