"My house burned down, I don't have any money. Unless someone in the Inn is sick..." She trailed off and sighed, "Anyway I'm running low on supplies because really everything was in my house so I need to work." Still not able to imagine a way out of his invitation Kalista sighed and gave up, "Thank you."<br/><br/>Kalista tilted her head to the side and then with a slightly wicked grin, reached out, and poked him very firmly. In a pressure point. Striking right where the nerves were most sensitive. "People don't bother healers for a reason." She supposed she could have made his arm go numb, but maybe she'd find something for him to carry on the way there. You never knew. She resettled her collection bag, draped her patched cloak over herself and the bag and shook her head firmly. "No thank you." There was no way she was giving him her single bag, he'd probably bruise the mushrooms. She wandered to the roadside and quickly gathered some of the the valerian that he hadn't trampled.<br/><br/>"It's not my fault you were sneaking around the bushes while I was collecting. I get excited if I find something good." She glanced at him over she shoulder, settled her collection and began walking slowly toward the inn. Slowly because her feet were really the worst of the burns and walking was... pretty painful. She hadn't been moving too far from that tree for more than its shelter. Still, she might as well get this dinner over with. Maybe she would hear about someone who could use her services. Plus the road wasn't that huge, maybe the Inn wasn't too busy and noisy and it would all be fine.