Open this FUCKING DOOR

The girl beneath her hands, lifeless only a moment ago, gasped and shuddered and returned to the waking world (sort of), and Vervain let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. Her smile was a touch awkward as she looked between Bastien and Deimos; a healer she had never been, not before arriving here. She had hunted, had tracked, had survived. But whatever gods or demons that governed this place had decided a new path for her. "Thank you," she murmured to both of them. "I don't know if she's out of the woods yet, though. She needs to get upstairs--" I need a healer up above, right now! Vai's head whipped around, catching sight of a woman at the bottom of the stairs. "I..." She frowned, glancing back to those around Amalia. "There are supplies behind the bar. Basic first aid, but you should be able to do what you can. Take care of her," she murmured, before heading away to follow the woman. vervain I am always on your side