As Kamon walked into the shop, Saliiar gestured at the chair. “Come on in, sit, sit,” he said to his patient. “You, too,” he then said to Jas, picking up the potion to uncork it. “Moral support makes a calmer patient, and a calmer patient makes my job easier...” he mused out loud, more to himself than anyone else, as he took his position across the table from Kamon. “Your arm, please,” he then instructed Kamon, gingerly taking the injured Korris's hand in his own left hand.. With his right, he dripped a few drops of the potion onto Kamon's injury.<br/><br/>“There, that should relieve the pain. Very important for this next step.” Sal had Kamon lay his arm on the table, and then with very little warning, forcefully twisted the injured arm, popping the bone back into place. Due to the potion, which would kick in quite quickly, the excruciating pain would instead be replaced with a very strange but not unpleasant popping sensation. With that done, the healer forced the exoskeleton back into place and fastened the splint to keep it there. For extra security, he wrapped the arm in bandages. As he did so, curiosity finally got the better of him. “So what leads you strangers to be wandering into town with a broken arm, if you don't mind me asking?” he inquired.