Big Salmon Lake And now you got to freak me out

The Witch knows he's watching her, and she can tell he's somewhat dumbfounded. 
Not that she knows or cares why. 

Her white gaze locks with his as he catches on. Yes, she is a healer. 

But... 
"No." She says simply without looking at him, continuing to eat her fish. 
She might be able to be convinced to do so, but the way he was going about it would get him nowhere. The midnight Empress held a silently confident regalness in her aura, and she wouldn't budge unless he offered something of equal or greater value than her services. 

In summary, Eldritch just said try me, bitch.