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He was taken from his sad stupor by the voice of a young woman. Jeremy looked up and raised his eyebrows at the sight of the girl as pale as a ghost and just as quiet. But he had been raised not to stare, so he quickly smiled and looked at her eyes. Was he a healer? Well, wasn't that the question of the hour. "...Well, of sorts." He ventured, hoping the non-commital answer would not raise her hopes so much. He could help with some things, dislocations or cuts or breaks... but with more complex issues, disease or infection, he would be hopeless. "What is it you need?" Jeremy It's obvious my angry adolescent days are done And I'm happy and I'm settled in the person I've become But that doesn't mean I'm settled up and sitting out the game Time may change a lot but some things may stay the same