Sylvia was about to say something to Fulana, but the mage quickly told her what she could do for the saber and then dashed right into her private herb room within their 'ship-scrap hut' of a house. Though, despite appearing that way, it was still a lovely house that some people would be jealous of. One thing for sure, it was one of a very few number of buildings that was actually complete and didn't have so many cracks and holes and sections missing from it...providing better security for privacy and against nature.<br/><br/>She sighed and shook her head when she saw the other woman closing the door to the herb room and then looked to the saber. She knew a lot of things about first aid...and she knew that the mageling wouldn't be coming out for some time...so she had no other choice.<br/><br/>She walked over to a tiny self-made hole in the wall and grabbed her little stash of first aid gear. She had some cloth, rubbing alcohol, and even some needle and thread for stitches. She looked over to the saber and sighed as she went over to it.<br/><br/>"Alright, little fella...Just stay with me...This might hurt for a moment..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>