((Please don't hate me for the delay in answering this, Dartimus!  I swear we'll get you playing shortly, especially after the long wait!))<br/><br/>"Good idea," Erin agreed.  She turned her attention back to the task ahead of them, not sparing any energy to do any talking, instead putting all her concentration into helping the man before them.<br/><br/>She didn't know how much time passed, losing track of things as they worked.  Occasionally both of them took turns to rest a little, while the other worked, first finishing taking care of the blood clots, then using their mental energy to close up the tears in his muscles and set any broken bones, then close up the wounds completely by knitting the skin back together, before making sure his blood flow was moving smoothly again.<br/><br/>Finally though all they could do for him was done, and Erin slumped into a chair, telling herself she needed to stay awake, afraid to sleep, lest the man need them.  Erin knew he would probably sleep for a good while, but she still couldn't relax just yet, watching him carefully to see if what they'd done would do any good.<br/><br/>((Sorry for the vagueness, but I wanted to get them past the healing, so Larrin could actually have a part in his own story!  :P))