Ugh...

[spythatlovedme]

So Lady Priscilla... (The real one, I hope.) What we believe is the fake Lyn seems to have bitten me, and it has started to bleed. I can offer a coin for a bit of healing, if you would be of service. Thank you.

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[raymondfangirl]

I would gladly heal your wounds, dear Matthew. You promised me you'd come to me every time you needed healing. Or was that Heath? I can't stand to see you injured! What if you get an infection and die and leave me forever?

*whips out Mend staff*

And I don't need your pocket change; it just goes off into the pocket of someone else too quickly... like my Lord Brother...

[spythatlovedme]

Actually, I fail to remember when I made that promise. I came to you because I'd rather not step forth to see Serra.

And... I don't understand what you are trying to get at when you say your brother gets into the pocket of someone el- Oh. I get it now. I don't believe that Raven is so... Flexible as to get around so much, so I wouldn't worry. I am quite worried.

[raymondfangirl]

Oh, I must be mistaken. But would you promise anyway?

[spythatlovedme]

Hmm... Sure, if it'll make you feel better...

[Thinking to himself]
(Then again, I have a suspicion that you might not be the real Priscilla.)

[etrurian_healer]

I see she's gotten here before me...I'm sorry that I am late Matthew! I would still offer you my services, if you need them. And do put your money away! There is no price for healing a friend. *smile*

[spythatlovedme]

Ah! Thank you. I still feel that I owe you for this one, however.

[etrurian_healer]

Think nothing of it! It was my pleasure, Matthew!