Larea's body visibly loosened up a little bit, though it was unclear if it was due to the healing spell or not. Regardless, she remained very much unconscious, and the tears simply refused to stop falling, her face still carrying a look of pain; a look that seemed as much emotional trauma as it was physical. By now, other people in the room were starting to stare, and the innkeeper ran out from behind the counter in a panic. "By the goddess, what happened to her?" he asked frantically, standing by the group and peering down at the unconscious maiden.