The infirmary was bustling with activity, filled with the scent of herbs and healing balms. Talia stood at a counter, grinding herbs with a pestle and mortar, her back facing the door.
“Just set it on the table, Lance. I’ll—” Talia turned, her words halting when she saw Lily. Her face brightened immediately. “Lily! What a pleasant surprise!”
Lily smiled and waved as she entered the room. Her hands were wrapped in clean bandages.
“I haven’t seen you around the main packgrounds for days,” Talia said, wiping her hands on her apron. “I was starting to worry. Where have you been hiding yourself?”
Lily chuckled lightly, hands moving quickly to sign a response when Talia caught sight of her bandaged fingers. Her healer’s instinct kicked in immediately.
