[Myhrta still has a ragged red scar around her arm. Even though it looks ugly, it's also clearly healing over, courtesy of Valeria. Myhrta is sure to express her thanks first, and they are genuine and heartfelt.]
Valeria, thank you for your quick action on my own wounds. My arm is healing perfectly well.
[A large
blue moth flutters down and lands on Myhrta's lap. She moves her hand to stroke its furry body. Her voice sounds ever-so-slightly worried.]
At some point I would like to explore the way your healing works. Perhaps we could arrange a date...
[She breaks off with a small sigh.]
Speaking of healing, the infirmary appears to be down one person. I haven't seen Meabh since before the battle. If anyone catches sight of her, would they please let me know?
Ahh... but how are we all in this aftermath? The loss was great, our captors are curiously absent, and the Guardian is silent on the matter... we all still seem somewhat shocked by it all.