Sun Mote Copse I can't feel my face when I'm with you

Fin gave her mate a long glance as he asked that question. She didn't speak, didn't nod or shake or head or even shrug. She just looked at him for a bit, then looked away. It didn't really need to be said that she wasn't alright. Of course she wasn't. He wasn't either. These were things they knew, things that couldn't be rectified by the simple act of speaking the words out loud.

"What can we do for Eljay?" Fin asked after another moment, her gaze trailing back towards the den, "What about Liffey's guy? Isn't he a counselor or something? Or is this... a medic thing that Raven could help with?" She didn't feel hopeful that either of those options would yield any results. The best healer was time, but Eljay had always been so slow to grow and move past things. She wanted to find a way to speed up the process and get him through his suffering faster. She wanted him to be okay again.