At the other healer’s answer, Rillian had to work hard not to sigh. She’d known other people with the same sort of bravado about them, and she held less hope than she once had that they could be made to care about other people. Sometimes all the optimism in the world couldn’t change another person’s heart.
“Forgive me for the assumption, then, sir,” Rillian said curtly to the healer. She turned to the man who now sat up and looked about him with the sort of eyes she remembered well—an observer, she recognized, and the thought made her smile as memories of an old friend resurfaced.
“I am only recently arrived myself, sir, but I will answer any questions you have to the best of my ability. My name is Rillian. What is yours, if I may ask?” she asked with a kind smile.
“Forgive me for the assumption, then, sir,” Rillian said curtly to the healer. She turned to the man who now sat up and looked about him with the sort of eyes she remembered well—an observer, she recognized, and the thought made her smile as memories of an old friend resurfaced.
“I am only recently arrived myself, sir, but I will answer any questions you have to the best of my ability. My name is Rillian. What is yours, if I may ask?” she asked with a kind smile.
