Redhawk Caldera Do you really want to get on the FBI's radar again?

Sebastian felt his heart quicken when he saw her approach. He was clearly happy to see her. She was carrying herbs. See, she had just gone out to get herbs for him. He should do the same for her one day. When he felt a bit better. He was much more peaceful now he was seeing her so close to him. He glanced up when Raven approached, also with herbs. They were different from the ones Andalusia had been carrying.

Sebastian looked at the herbs suspiciously but he recognized some. The male stiffened as she got close. He didn't want anyone touching it but with a wound as deep at this, it would take some time to heal. Raven glanced worriedly at Towhee. "It is probably because of a fever. That means infection," she returned. It was perhaps a miracle that the delusional male found his way home in the first place. Before Sebastian knew it he had to chew on some of the herbs she brought.

Sebastian wanted to pay attention to it as he didn't know some of the herbs. He was almost a medic himself. Though he could always learn from Andalusia. He growled when the female started to treat the deep wound. The herbs stung but since the wound was deep it was easy to stuff it with herbs. Sebastian let out yelps in pain though he kept still because Andalusia was there with him. She was healing him, not this black lady. He wasn't even seeing any black lady. She had morphed into Andalusia. "Andalusia almost died, Towhee. She saved me in the forest. But she was hurt badly, but luckily she didn't die. Though for a moment I thought she did,' he explained while Raven tended to him.