The Tangle Arpiqsiaputiq

"No. She's long dead by now." A lie, but it felt necessary to avoid further questions. He preferred not to speak too much of his family.

He clicked his tongue. This stranger had helped him, and he wished to return the favor. "Wet moss alone likely won't cure him - it'll provide temporary relief." He said, "I still remember the scent and appearances of the herbs used - if you take me back with you I should be able to help him."

An attempt to clear his debt to the other - he only hoped that she would accept.