Somewhat seeing Lewin's point, Fossil bit the splint as the soldier began to introduce himself. His chipper tone was refreshing, but also a little disconcerting. When he said his name she almost spit out the splint in shock. Danni? She didn't want to move, knowing it could mess up whatever troll healing Lewin had in mind, but she stared at him silently. He was a wind nymph, like the one she had known. But Fossil had known a baby, the son of her parents allies, a smiling child who had disappeared with his mother when Fossil was eight. It wasn't a particularly  common name. It had to be him. Fossil squeezed her eyes shut, and focused on what she would ask Danni when this was over. She braced herself for the pain.