I'm so done with this

Lillie would speak to her very softly, attempting to give a list of her injuries. Shaye busied herself over them, occasionally chewing her lip and looking worried as she debated over one herb or another. She would occasionally cast Lillie a concerned look, clearly worried about the girl. Shaye didn't often worry, it wasn't in her nature to be concerned, afraid, or any other kind of negative emotion, and it spoke volumes that her bright and kind gaze was shadowed. When Lillie spoke again, pointing out how shaye's statement was wrong, shaye would hesitate before speaking again. Her own tone was soft and she cast a gaze over to motif, who's back was to them, before she spoke. "Sometimes, the bravery is in choosing NOT to fight" like for example how motif chose to fight with rhy over her decision to move... Shaye always thought the bigger thing to do would have been to let it go. She shook her head, she had bigger things to worry then the patchy relationships in her family.

Shaye had thought she had found all her wounds, and when lille spoke again she would gasp softly "Oh!" She said. What a wonderful healer she was turning out to be... She hadn't even fully diagnosed her patient! She fretted for a moment before grabbing a soft price of bark "put this between your teeth, please" she whispered before moving behind the girls shoulder, taking a breath to steel herself, and pushing weight into the girls injury to move the dislocated shoulder back into place. That done, she looked Lillie over, wondering if she had missed anything else. The girl looked exhausted, mentally and emotionally and shaye knew she would need to mix up a poultice to give her node and immunity a boost well she recovered, and to help lesson the scarring. "Can I den with you tonight?" She asked, her voice still soft, and her lip twisted in worry.