Anastasia quickly scrambles onto the boat and sat. When she saw Marcellus take care of Fossil's wounds, she managed to give a small smile. She moved closer and took a roll of gauze and started to wrap it around the wound. She knew that Marcellus was trying to tell her to bandage Fossil because she was also a female. Once she was finished, she clasped the wrap together and then nodded at her work. She was indeed a healer by trade. She had found out she had a little bit of healing powers when another slave girl who was with her in a mans "care" had been beaten almost to death. She had found and used something's to help her and it made her feel better than she did before. Sadly she ended up dying the next day because the man saw that she was alright. That particular man liked his slaves helpless and beaten, and to see her shiny and brand new really threw him over the edge. Anastasia shivered softly at the memory, and how terrible it was to see the sweet girl laying dead in her own pool of blood with lifeless eyes and limbs.