When the news of the big healing meeting hit Secretua, Kismet was rather intrigued. He wasn't a healer himself of course and whilst he had certainly come to appreciate the wonders some of those weird plants could do for you he wasn't sure he'd ever really get to grips with all the different types and their strange names. He'd leave all of that stuff to Warja and he suspected that she would certainly attend something like this. He had no doubts that she'd be able to look after herself if anything happened to kick off, she was no fool after all and certainly tougher than she looked. What he also knew however was that Rune would probably appreciate a little Secretuan back up there for her just in case and that was really the main reason he was here.
These healers really hadn't wasted their time in gathering, quite the crowd had begun to form already and his little friend didn't exactly stand out quite so easily. Mismatched eyes searched and he perhaps only half surprised to find her at the front of everything. She wasn't exactly shy Warja, though this wasn't her meeting so what had led her to find her way to the front like that? Well he didn't intend on awkwardly hovering around a bunch of healers, he'd seek out his friend's company instead, making his way around the outside of the group until he was in line with Warja, still at the sidelines of course, he didn't intend on getting in the middle of everything. Now, should he call her or just wait here for her to join him? She'd see him at some point right?
