Seaside Moors Is someone else in me?

the more she heard of it, the more unsure erzulie was that her companion had ever received a proper medical training. she had wisdom when it came to plants and their parts, but there was more to curing than that. yet, demure as always, the harlot kept her comments to herself, experiencing a deep feeling for the girl's plight.
"dere be somet'in' similar close by," she purred, thinking of the tangled slough that would by now be lessening in reek as the cooler weather set in. "but it is not de bayou. dat be a land all its own." however she gathered herself in the event that grímnismál wished to see it, enjoying her time with the shy healer.