The thief-woman nods and looks away sheepishly, realizing that her fixation is pretty much the only reason you got wounded in this situation. Still, the look in her eyes borders on euphoric as she yanks the old wooden stave from the tree's heart... and you can feel the change wash over her immediately once she has the weapon in hand. And see her effect on it, as the runes engraved on the staff change from red to a bright blue glow.<br/><br/>"Ah... The Dancer and the Singer..." Her brow furrows after she speaks, but she seems to roll with it. "I... thank you, Lisra. This just... feels whole, now. I'm sorry for making you go out of the way like this..."<br/><br/>She takes a moment to acclimate herself to the feeling of the stave, and then motions for you to lead the way once more. Luckily, the tree's roots didn't extend all the way back to the trail you'd been following, so it's a simple task to pick the trail back up. Perhaps also thankfully, the remaining length of the trail is fairly short, through a few more side paths and off to the west, until you finally reach... a small hut? Not very expertly crafted, but it seems sturdy... and empty... enough.