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Etienne began to work to flush out the wound. Inspecting it with golden eyes. cleaning small pieces of dirt from it. The pus. He didn't have many herbs handy. Except some sage and rosemary,which he crushed up to put on it. It wasn't a great antiseptic, but it worked in a pinch. Their musky scents wafting upwards.

Dis be sage and rosemary. Not dey best for infections, but de be 'elpin for now.

Etienne lifted his head and met Cambria's gaze when the man seemed at aloss. And he didn't speak. Etienne felt bad then. Perhaps he shouldn't have said anything. After all being displaced was probably hard to handle. And Cambria maybe having a lot to deal with.

He furrowed his brow further and nodded. O' of course. Wut you be wanting to tell me?