Asking for help wasn't something Inna liked doing; she feared others would see it as incompetence when combined with her small size and as a result not trust her abilities as a healer. Sari's offer of aid saved her from having to ask so she beamed at the other female, her smile bright and warm.<br/><br/>"Guess its obvious I am losing the fight; I have four more and can't even get this one into place. I would love some help," she said. The brush of fingers on her cheek caused her to blush as not only wasn't she used to such a touch although she often gave them to her patients but it made her realize she was be a mess.<br/><br/>"I was cleaning, it was dusty," she said as she ran her hands over her hair in a futile attempt to smooth its disarray. She wasn't a vain person normally but then it wasn't normal for her to be seen looking like she had been rolling in dust which she was sure she did.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am Inna, the weyr healer," she said, holding out a hand and then quickly withdrawing it when she saw it was s dirty as the rest of her. Blush deepening as her embarrassment grew, she tried covering it by redirecting attention away from herself.<br/><br/>"I need to get the selves in there," she said, pointing a long slender finger at the room. "I plan to use it as additional storage for supplies as there simply isn't enough in the hospital. I am grateful for your offer of help,..." she said, trailing off when she realized she didn't know the other woman's name. "I am sorry, I didn't catch your name," she added softly, turning back to face the taller female.