Redsand Canyon i will always think about you,

qiao followed after aquene, taking note of the stores. she sympathized: winter was no season for a healer.

she wished to press more questions, but held her tongue as aquene gave a sample of her knowledge. it was but a small taste, but a sufficient one nonetheless. qiao was satisfied germanicus' esteem in aquene was well placed.

it alarmed qiao these treatments showed little positive prognosis. she wondered aloud: "and the lady ruenna, is she taking all of these?" poppy seed surely would have softened a stiffened gait -- and aconite would have sufficiently helped day-to-day errands. "perhaps the injury involves a joint." in qiao's experience, those had the worse prognosis. "i wish to help the lady ruenna. what else is it you have here?"