"He was a talker, yes," Mouse said, taking her medical kit out of her satchel. She didn't precisely need it any more, but if she took the maimed and cured them with golden light they'd probably want to start worshiping her all over again. "He mentioned a Drowned Queen, whatever that is."<br/><br/>"Still," she continued as she began to treat the slaves injuries', calling them up one at a time or going to them if they weren't able to walk. She was inhumanly quick for a mortal doctor, but not nearly as quick as she was capable of, "if there are more of your people in captivity, it means our bargain is not yet complete. A couple of my people can escort these back to your home, if you can guide me to this Island."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mouse will use Flesh Made Whole to fix up the slaves as best she can.</div></div>