Tialyn didn't *quite* laugh, though she *did* raise a slim eyebrow at their reactions...And at the looks she was getting from both of them! "Very well," she murmured, in that sweet, husky voice of hers...Her lissome legs carrying her over to the fallen soldier, folding beneath her as she knelt! Her nimble fingers clasped her holy symbol, as the lovely Cleric passed it over him - Speaking the audio cues of her prayer, a faint glow issuing from her talisman.<br/><br/>Hmmm - What to use~? Well, there was no reason to restrain herself...A Cure Moderate Wounds should have him back on his feet in no time! Radiance swirled around Tialyn's fingers, as she pressed her hand to his forehead...Channeling the power into him. Her keen ears picked up the orc's words, and she nodded, fractionally...A soft chuckle teased from her silky throat, as she dipped her head in acknowledgement.<br/><br/>"Are you all right?" she inquired, of her patient...Who was likely *very* grateful to have a gorgeous, ministering angel kneeling over him! She'd favor the fallen guard with a smile, as she swayed to her feet...Brushing dust from her cassock, her hand coming to rest on her curvy hip! "That should prove my credentials," she said, with a little laugh...Favoring both of her party members with a fetching smile-! She glanced down, as the 'JOIN PARTY' icon shimmered into existence on her sidebars...Her first group. How exciting.<br/><br/>"Hmmm, that makes sense - It'd be a long, dry walk otherwise," Tialyn offered, by way of answer. Her glossy blue tresses swayed, as she turned to face them. "We'll need a mule to carry all of that...Better than having it all on our backs," she said - "...Are there any other supplies you need? We could go as a group - I haven't been in the city long!"