[Intentional or not, it gets a mildly amused snort in response from her.

Perhaps a year ago she might’ve been more surprised to hear of someone arriving here who’s already experienced with traveling to other worlds. Now, though? It’s something to note, but little to find shocking. Way too much going on here to be fazed by something like that.]

Couldn’t tell you why it’s like that here, just that it’s true. Wanting to get my healing skills back is what got me to first pick a side, way back when.

[Speaking of: she raises the staff in her hand for a brief moment, the soft green glow of her Arts enveloping it for a flash. It’ll ease the discomfort in his hand temporarily, but not much else for the moment. She releases his arm and shrugs her bag from her shoulder to place it on the table here under the gazebo's shade, along with her staff.]

Alright. Unfortunately, I gotta get those fingers of yours properly set before I can go healing in earnest here. I suggest you brace yourself.

[He gets the warning only because he’s being cooperative. Gavial is not known for being gentle.]