Ianto
Truthfully, other than the whole shooting him aspect, the healer didn’t really care if Juniper stuck around; it just seemed like it might have been the nice thing to do. Either way, she approached with bandages and a bowl of clean water, pulling up a stool to sit next to Ianto. Holding out her hands over the wound, she closed her eyes to concentrate on her magic, leaving the two of them to their sort-of-conversation.
Ianto scoffed, brushing coppery hair out of his face and managing to keep his smile, even as the healer approached. ”Any time. Sorry I couldn’t make you a coat,” he said, then slumped back to let the healer work. It didn’t take long, all things considered; the arrow wound healed, a dressing fastened over the remaining cut, and Ianto was pretty much good to go.
”I’ll get you something from my wagon as payment,” the merchant promised the healer, seeming a little more put together now at least. He shifted to sit up, tipping a wink to Juniper. ”And you can stop by whenever you want too. Shall we?”
Ianto scoffed, brushing coppery hair out of his face and managing to keep his smile, even as the healer approached. ”Any time. Sorry I couldn’t make you a coat,” he said, then slumped back to let the healer work. It didn’t take long, all things considered; the arrow wound healed, a dressing fastened over the remaining cut, and Ianto was pretty much good to go.
”I’ll get you something from my wagon as payment,” the merchant promised the healer, seeming a little more put together now at least. He shifted to sit up, tipping a wink to Juniper. ”And you can stop by whenever you want too. Shall we?”
