Silvia's wide blue eyes lit up with relief as she left yet another patient to see Myst had regained conciousness. She hurried across the room, noticing the red haired warrior once again heading for the exit and the elf had rejoined them. As the petite blonde let herself slow down and gaze around the room she could not help but smile. Everyone was bonding together, the slavers had destroyed their village, but they had strengthened their bond of community. Even the newcomers had begun to become like friends.
Silvia's pale tired face broke into a genuine smile as she moved to Myst's bedside.
"I'm glad to see that you have recovered somewhat. We were all worried about your health."
The petite young woman sank down with a sigh, sitting on the very edge of Myst's cot. She looked over at Tasha, and smiled gently at the Ork as the red headed huntress introduced him. She sighed wearily, seeing the Ork head swiftly out the door wishing she could escape her troubles so easily.
Silvia's pale tired face broke into a genuine smile as she moved to Myst's bedside.
"I'm glad to see that you have recovered somewhat. We were all worried about your health."
The petite young woman sank down with a sigh, sitting on the very edge of Myst's cot. She looked over at Tasha, and smiled gently at the Ork as the red headed huntress introduced him. She sighed wearily, seeing the Ork head swiftly out the door wishing she could escape her troubles so easily.
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