[Quiet Man Cometh]

"My name is Dara. You?"

She didn't say much else, more occupied with looking over the boy to see what might have happened to him. She found the broken ribs, but there wasn't much she could do about that besides bind his ribs tightly and anything making breathing more difficult right then was probably not a good idea.

Another worry was the water.

"You might be poisoned from the river. I don't know how to fix that, but I can try...if you don't mind."

She poked at the fire some more, checking in a small pot where a dirty, green flicked misxture with sticks started to bubble. She occupied herself with the fire, not looking at the except to ask him his name.

Is he going to stay? Should I ask him anything? I should probably leave him alone for now.