03.Feb.12, 12:52 AM
Lymsleia listened to herself. As B'jin Barked at her she wanted to wheel around and strike him. But that would get her no where- well probably put in solitary. And then she couldn't care for Volfetti from solitary confinement. She glanced at B'jin. "Sorry. I just don't think I should leave him. He's got an elevated heart rate." Lymsleia tried to put on her bravest face.
"It'd be bad, as an attending healer to potentially leave someone with an elevated heart rate. Seconds are sometimes crucial, especially if we don't know what's going on and my bag is back at Healer 'hall'." she explains with a firm tone. "It was a request." she assures the rider. "Not a .... a.. command- if it could be called that. I just don't want to leave him, but I can and will get it.." she stands slowly.
Perhaps its best that a make a second bag that I can carry with me at all times.. cumbersome but arguably more useful. Perhaps make it smaller...
Lymsleia was more perplexed at the sound of B'jin speaking to Talian she was curious. Such warmth. Such, affection no one ever spoke to her like that.. ever. She tried to suppress a growl.
"It'd be bad, as an attending healer to potentially leave someone with an elevated heart rate. Seconds are sometimes crucial, especially if we don't know what's going on and my bag is back at Healer 'hall'." she explains with a firm tone. "It was a request." she assures the rider. "Not a .... a.. command- if it could be called that. I just don't want to leave him, but I can and will get it.." she stands slowly.
Perhaps its best that a make a second bag that I can carry with me at all times.. cumbersome but arguably more useful. Perhaps make it smaller...
Lymsleia was more perplexed at the sound of B'jin speaking to Talian she was curious. Such warmth. Such, affection no one ever spoke to her like that.. ever. She tried to suppress a growl.