Phantom Hollow Mending What's Broken

She'd tried to prepare herself for a negative answer, but it still disappointed her. Mitanni nodded her head understandingly, and lowered her gaze to stare with a quiet sigh at the floor of the healer's den. More mysteries to solve, eventually.

Issun's inquiry as to her question pulled her attention back toward him, and as she tried to gather her thoughts quickly she drew in a deep breath. "I'm just trying to understand," she explained, "why it happened. I don't get it, and it bothers me." She shifted again, gingerly moving her injured leg as she stared at it again. Maybe knowing would make it more bearable.

Her thoughts reflected on the little bit that the crazed wolf had managed to say before he'd leaped at her, and a gentle frown settled upon her face. "Stealing lives." Maybe those weren't the exact words, but she vaguely remembered Judas saying something like it. "He said wolves steal lives." She looked to Issun puzzledly, wondering if he could make sense of it since she couldn't.