Holly listened to what Nikkela had to say, furrowing her eyebrows a bit. Fairies were a part of a child's imagination. Most people stopped believing in them, or so she thought. Now, seeing one face to face, she wasn't sure if she was more drunk than she thought, or if this was real. "Is whatever you're talking about what happened to you?" She asked, tilting her head in the direction of Nikkela's wounds. "You're really banged up. You should probably get looked at by a doctor or medicine man, or a healer? Someone?" Holly wasn't sure what medicine could be used to heal wings, but she also knew that infections were a thing.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Holly's stomach growled. She hadn't had a proper meal since the morning before, and after a day of drinking, hiking, and saving a mythical creature, she was starving. Her bag was empty of food now, and that meant she had to go back to town for food. "Are you okay to stand up? We should probably eat something, and I'm sorry, but I'm out of food."