The "healer" from before can back in, her long black hair tied into a ponytail so that it wouldn't fall while hovering over the injured woman. She had brought a bucket of water, and another with nothing in it. Soaking a towel she had thrown over her shoulder, she placed if on the forehead of the other woman. The water was a cool contrast to the heat from before. The large man placed the empty bucket on the floor beside the counter. "If you need to hurl, it's okay." "[i]I'm Elincia, owner of the tavern. I'd ask your name if... Well, when you're feeling better, I'll grab some pen and paper. For now, just rest. [/i] The woman began humming a tune, with no extra purpose but to help the injured girl sleep. Seeing as she had it under control, the large man spoke up in the silence. "I already got it." He placed the clipboard by the woman incase she needed it, as well as the supplies. "When you're ready, I want to know details. Who? Why? I'd love to keep you here, but I can't have it end up putting us in d-" [i]When you are ready, darling. [/i] The large man backed off, crossing his arms with a huff.