...Vall was not certain, but wasn't a black cross a little... foreboding for a place of medicine? Well, she'd seen worse... either way, that was<em>probably</em>the best place to look for medical treatment. Then again, with the way her head felt, perhaps a tavern would have been better for some pain relief.<br/><br/>As she's approaching, the woman with the bag carrying her shoes flips off the eye following her, and Vall couldn't help but let loose a laugh. Everyone had an opinion on those things didn't they?<br/><br/><strong>"I wouldn't do that if I were you; someone might assume that's an invitation, maybe even someone like me,"</strong>Vall managed with a smile, best she could muster with a face coated in mixed bloods and trying desperately to swell with bruising (thankfully she didn't bruise easily after years of hard physical training).<strong>"You wouldn't happen to know if the black-cross hospital over there has a doctor present would you? The arrow shafts are starting to become annoying."</strong><br/><br/>'Annoying' was an understatement; she'd walked a couple of miles with a arrow shaft THROUGH her thigh, and one through her bicep as well. Still, Vall bit her tongue and stayed focused on the task at hand. She was a Valkyrie, not to mention their Queen; she could handle a bit of pain!