The priestess shifts her weight, unused to and uneasy with this much directed attention. "The pain, the wounds..." She shrugs. "I heal them because I don't enjoy seeing them. And for those that have changed my life... there was he who first told me of my Goddess, years ago. I learned how to pray from him and how to connect with divinity..." She smiles, spreading her hands a bit helplessly. "He's long been reassigned, but he was very enlightening and very generous with his knowledge."