<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #8080FF"><br/>Rae murmured soothingly as she tended to her new ward. For that's how she looked at the various unfortunates she always seemed to find. (though, on occasion, they found her.) If she found his physical response to the water she proffered, unusual, she didn't show it. All her travels with Nyxx had afforded her the opportunity to meet a very varied amount of peoples, and she had ceased to be surprised some years before now. She looked on patiently as color returned to his face, and his skin began to assume a more normal appearance. The young woman did, however, find it curious that the young man spoke first to her raven, before addressing her.<br/><br/>He seemed very unsure, almost afraid. Rae suspected the cause of all his injuries was likely the reason for that. She decided to tread carefully with him, not wishing to scare him off - he clearly  needed caring for right now, and being alone would be rather challenging. So, she sat back on her heels, silently bemoaning the fact that her skirts were traipsed in the dust. Only the focus of caring for her charge, kept her in place.<br/><br/>Nyxx circled one more time, and then settled carefully onto Rae's shoulder, as was his custom. He cocked his head carefully to one side, appraising Mystic with his beady eyes. Rae mimicked the affectation, as was <span style="font-weight: bold">her</span> custom, waiting in silence. Whatever Nyxx said to the young man's mind, Rae was not privy to, but she saw him visibly relax after a few moments. She assumed the raven vouched for just how safe of a landie she was, whatever a landie might be. It wasn't a term she had heard before.<br/><br/>In a melodic-sounding voice, she spoke. "Limbs work as they will, but you should try not to move yours right now." It had been a curious remark, to be sure, but she spoke on, without query. "Your arm is quite broken, and I'm afraid I'm no healer, so we will need to find one for you as quickly as possible." Her tone brooked no argument; Rae was in her element right now. She had a penchant for trying to fix the broken, and this man was very obviously broken, in more ways than one. She sensed such a keening sense of desolation from him, and although insanely curious as to its cause, she knew it would be rather rude to ask, and so she quite simply, didn't.<br/><br/>"Let me help you." She spoke as if gentling a wild horse, her arm making soothing strokes on Mystic's arm. "My name, is Rae'Vynn, though you may call me Rae, if you like. And this..." She ruffled the feathers on the raven's head, until he made an annoying caw. "...is Nyxx."<br/><br/></span></span>