[One tries not to irritate Jade Curtiss.]

I'm...not sure. [that's honesty, too.] I was told that...this type of creature is often capable of healing artes. I may be able to do it myself. [somehow. With pretty much no knowledge whatsoever. And if her genius fonist older brother thinks that is unwise, she will agree with that assessment and go wherever it is he plans to take her for help, instead.]