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When she caught Starling staring he'd quickly look down, clearly embarrassed. He wasn't looking because it was weird or anything, he was looking because he had a pure medical curiousity. She said when she joined, introducing herself, and he merely nodded at her question. That was exactly why he didn't know her, or know of her. But that meant that she must have only just met Finch, which meant this act of bravery must have come from the trip. So the trip had been good for her, then, right? He was happy, shifting a blade of grass between his paws as he did before he glanced back up at Lillianna. "I-I'm s-so sorry...I...am a, uh. I-I'm a h-healer, s-sorta..." He said softly, looking at her jaw back up to her eyes again. "Wh-what happened...to y-your jaw? A-and, wh-what have they b-been putting on it?" He asked softly, completely curious. He hadn't seen something as extensive as this before.

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