Wild Berry Meadow We can fly or we could take this slow

That’s a good instinct. Bridget frowned, again reminded of Harka. Sometimes it’s the only thing to use. But it’s addictive, and the withdrawal isn’t something a medic should risk putting a patient through lightly. Some medics didn’t care or consider this, but her teacher had been adamant.

She smiled as he talked about this ‘Meadow’. You’d be surprised. Healers might not deal with the death the same way soldiers do, but we see it often enough to know what it is. I don’t think she’d be that easily scared. Bridget knew it wasn’t her place to tell him who, and who not, to confide in, but she knew what she would want if she was in the woman’s place. He shouldn’t need to go through something like that alone.

If that doesn’t work, valerian root might. It’s stronger, but not as strong as poppy. She’ll know where to find it, but if you ever need any, my pack is that way. That rise, in the distance. She pointed southwest, where the silhouette of the caldera was visible.