A chorus of supposes

Vai had not gone far after making sure Remi got to the infirmary alright, leaving him in the doctor’s more than capable hands while she tried to both replicate and make sense of the new skill she had apparently picked up. And it was no fluke - she managed to heal a few other small injuries while she waited for Isla to look Remi over, but anything more extensive than that seemed beyond her. It was a skill, though, that she was certain she could improve on if she continued to use it. She was, of course, sitting nearby when the hawk finally came around - she’d dedicated her morning to hunting anyway, and more importantly to spending time with Remi, and that latter part hadn’t changed even if the former hadn’t really panned out. “Hey, how are you feeling?” She smiled as he sat up, rising to her feet to draw closer to the cot, glancing over him carefully. ”They said you’re pretty banged up and bruised, but you should be alright as long as you take it easy for a bit.” She didn’t try to hide her relief at knowing that. vervain where the wild things are