Firefly Glen [BWH] Healers united

He was quiet when he arrived. But the scent of other's and the smell of herbs calmed him. He gazed at the younger girl, years of hardness in his eyes, but they still did not hold the darkness so many had tried to give him. Golden eyes of kindness.

he dipped his head and too began to work, but he spoke softly. You can 'elp me sort de 'erbs if you like. I be Etienne. But you can call me, Eti.