Just Silco. [He corrected her immediately on his name.] And you needn't regale me with tales of people suffering of complications from injuries. I come from a place where that is commonplace. We learn quickly to treat our own.

[However, he wasn't familiar enough with the flora or fauna of this place to make the same kinds of decisions others might whisper about as healing herbs. For a long time, he had stayed hidden away, the threat of death looming but kept at a distance.

Yet, he turned his head to look sharply at her, the deep scar lines carved into the left side of his face twisting as he snarled.] No, you do not. I have no evidence to point to you being a poor healer; it's why I contacted you in the first place. I wasn't looking for your personal touch on the matter.

[Now he was purposefully nudging at her to see how resolute she was to get her hands on him.]