Flesh and Bone [Open]

"Perhaps I can offer you something for a copy of them, then." She smiled to him brightly, feeling suddenly more positive about the infirmary in general. It wasn't so much that she didn't know what she was doing or didn't trust those who were there to help, but with medical texts came learning material... they might yet have new medics. Isla let out a wry laugh as he explained about the nature of an Ascended, nodding in agreement. "Yes, you're quite right there, about not needing help at least. But I'm always keen to learn something new. So if there's any way I can help, rest assured I'll try. Perhaps making a means for you not to have to visit those gods all the time, without hurting anyone..." She pursed her lips thoughtfully, before shaking the thought away for now. She could agree with his second remark, at least, nodding quietly. "They can be quite formidable. But you seem nice enough, Samuel. The infirmary doors are always open for you." Isla the flesh is weak