Swiftcurrent Creek Narrow streets of Cobblestone

He said it so simply! Ashlar finally looked at him with eyes that glowed gratefully. He knew there was value in healing, of course! But he had so much doubt in his own capabilities. The stranger's kindness meant a good deal and it settled his nerves some to hear it.

Still... he hesitated. I can't fight. It's just, I... I tried, before. I can't hurt them. He'd never been faced with a situation that was worth it. He did not think he ever would be. Perhaps he would fail even if he was.

What other things? He tried to push past the damper the last admittance had left on his confidence. Maybe there were things besides war they could speak about.