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[nineteenfortyfive]

[Behind Claire is a fairly unassuming background. An empty wall, and a cabinet with an assortment of herbs, bottles, and jars to be put in their proper place. She takes a breath before clapping her hands together.]

Well. Seems like I chose a wonderful time to open my own clinic.

[With all this summoning business.]

As some of you might remember, the Sanctuary made it very clear during the riots some months back that it can't always be relied on. [The smile here is thin. Very thin.] I never felt comfortable setting foot in that place after being turned away at the doors when people were in need. So, I've opened my own, near the market district here in Olympia. It's nothing grand, or... much at all, yet, but in time I hope it will be a place people are comfortable coming with medical concerns, be it treatment or a desire to learn a few things as I was once teaching with Dr. John Watson.

Seeing that he's returned to stasis, I'd be happy to see anyone that was under his care.

[And she probably shouldn't laugh, but... it's better than dwelling on the fear of the recent news.]

Hopefully my new endeavor isn't destroyed by a dragon anytime in the near future.

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[nineteenfortyfive]

If the distance doesn't bother you, I wouldn't mind at all. I wouldn't be making the journey, after all.

[baldesion]

Just how long of a journey is it, then? I've never made the trip myself.

[The others from her world fair dislike Olympia without much room for argument, but Krile has wanted to learn the lay of the place since she read about it on the station.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Depends on how you're going, but it's not convenient going back and forth--going to the station helps, but you'll be stuck in one city for the night or the other given we can only go to the station once a day when all's well.

Of course, I'm sure if you find the right people in Wyver, you might be able to establish something yourself.

[baldesion]

Perhaps, though I'm not too keen on running or organizing any similar establishment myself.

[Helping others with a bit of healing and lecturing is far more to her taste than trying to maintain such a thing as overseer. Krile often has too much to survey and research and discover; an honest commitment to some sort of infirmary daily isn't possible.]

I suppose I ought to wish you few visitors.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Thank you. I have a feeling we'll never not need healers, so it's good at least know there's some of us in Wyver, at least. Establishments don't matter terribly in times of crisis. It's the people and their capabilities.

[baldesion]

Establishments help.

[But! This smile says Krile understands exactly what she meant.]

Are we...sure of what the dragons here are truly about? We dealt with several powerful dragons in my home and they were as diverse in personality as any group of people might be.

[That is a terrible summary and Krile is ashamed of herself for it but it's...hard to both think of home and to describe it all for someone without the nuances common to it.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

That they do.

[Claire matches the smile--she knows she knows, and she appreciates that.]

I don't really think we do. Wyver and Olympia have their own tales, don't they? And where I'm from, dragons were only ever things of fiction. Seeing them here was... ridiculous.

[baldesion]

[Dragons as fictional creatures or the subject of heady myth is not a surprise to Krile, exactly, but it remains strange. She's spoken with a dragon directly, after all, and seen dozens of others.]

Their own tales and temperaments, if I'm not mistaken. Perhaps we have some chance at a tentative peace in whatever comes.