The Sentinels Of long lost lullabies,

"Hmm. Shadows." Oryx murmured the words as she examined Umbra's leg, more as a means to fill time and compose a better way of delivering her prognosis without being terribly blunt about it. Given that she was no expert in the subject- but had already introduced herself as a medic- she had to have some legitimate advice, but also did not feel terribly comfortable delivering a diagnosis without a complete knowledge of bone injuries. 

At least she had someone. The young medic nodded sagely. "There is not much to do, aside from keep you fed. And safe," She said, her gaze reaching beyond the shadowy sea witch and into the darkness. She'd glimpsed the darkness building in the East, and had run from it. "It will take weeks...How is your pain?" She asked, then. It might be easier if she simply addressed the thing she could fix.