The girl was glad he was getting better. Seemed water was a wonder cure to him, well on some things. Emma was glad he was feeling better, and she was glad she and Martin had found him. There was no way she could be be mean to the man she found hurt, that was not alright, it was unfair to him. Smiling the girl nodded, "I can try." Looking to the limp arm she lifted a hand and felt it seeing the area she need to put pressure on she smiled and the. Tilting her head she listened, Land People? Gripping his arm she sat up and looked to him, "This will hurt I think, and Land People?" She lifted the arm and shoved forcefully till she heard a pop, sitting back she made a face, "Is that better?" She asked before hearing a knock on the door. Turning she spoke word for the one to come in. The knob turned and Martin stepped in carrying the bucket, setting it down on a table he looked to Mystic, "Wow he looks so much better now, good work Emily." Emma smiled and scooted closer to the edge of the bed more, she hoped Mystic would recover well. He was the second person she ever really helped. Though the movement with his legs was rather curious.