It was breaking Talia's heart to hear Sya in so much agony. She tries her best to help keep him calm, but even that has a limited success. Much of her effort is put into trying to heal or at least take away the pain from his head wound. She keeps physical contact with him, even when small sparks come from his nostrils. Her ears are tempted to start bleeding when he screams after changing back to his human form. She has to walk, almost run, as best as she can, when they move him to the stretcher. The injuries seem so much worse now that he's back in human form. The knowledge that as soon as he's securely in the castle they'll try getting a sleeping draft into him helps a bit. Salt tears aren't helping either. She still tries to ease some of his pain, trailing the bearers of his stretcher silently, flinching with her whole body as he continues crying out. Her heart breaks all over again as they carefully move Sya onto several blankets on the floor of their room, the fire already going in order to keep him warm. Sure enough, one of the village healers comes forth with a sleeping draft for him, so he can start the healing process with a little rest.