A simple salve

There were so many Fatalis within the Armada that Tethys didn't know well. It was unfortunate, not knowing all members of her family well, but it wasn't surprising given how prolific the Fatalis line was. Still she recognized them, and this particular boy was unmistakable - he looked almost exactly like his mother, Halo. She'd been wandering the communal areas beneath the mountain when she came across the working yearling.

Slowing, she decided stopping for a chat and getting to know him a bit better wasn't a bad idea. Unclenching her jaw, she moved closer to where he was beginning to work on something, noting the ingredients near him. "Oleander, isn't it?" Tethys asked in lieu of a greeting, interest glimmering in her eyes as she took a few steps closer to the yearling to see what he was doing.