The woman that had peaked into Emma's room spoke first, "Now just hold on there, I didn't make this huge breakfast for just the two of us.  Besides, we have a few questions for you ourselves.  So unless you want me to follow you calling out obscenities, I suggest you sit and have a bite with us before you run off to see anyone."  She pointed a ladle towards the chair opposite her husband.  "Right there will be fine, Leon."  She turned around and began to scoop up his food.<br/><br/>It was then her husband spoke, "Don't mind Emi, she is a good woman, just worried about Emma is all.   The name's Kytok, and I give you fair warning, never ignore Emi, she can swing an iron pot better than any man would figure."  He said, rubbing a memory of such a time on the side of his head. "So, how are you feeling?  You are lookin pretty good for a man that was as in bad shape as you were last night."  Kytok took a nother piece of his bread and some eggs as he waited to see what this Leon would say.<br/><br/>"I'll tell you how he is, he's perfect.  And our little Emma is in there carrying that burdon of his on herself.  That's how he is!"  She glared at Leon, "And you don't even have the decency to let the child awake so you can thank her properly.  No, just go rushing out the door like it was no big deal.  Well, in this town, it is a big deal when someone brings you back from death's door."  Emi, put her plate down on the table and sat.  She stopped looking at Leon, and with a more gentler voice, she said,  "And there's more food if that doesn't fill your stomach."<br/><br/>Kytok, just let his wife rant, something he learned to do after 30 years of marriage.  "What my wife is unable to say in a civil tone is the fact that each time Emma heals someone with the sort of damage you had, she sleeps and will not wake up until the hurt, infection or disease flows out of her.  She may sleep many hours or even days, since we don't know what all your injuries were, we have no idea.  And we have to leave for work, there will be no one to watch her, to protect her.   Unless you will give your word to return after you talk to our .....Chief.... ,as you put it, and return here.  Do we have your word?"<br/><br/>No one spoke of the situation Leon had found himself in that morning upon waking, or what his business was, they didn't inquire about where he came from or what his business was.  It was as if they had no curiosity at all.