Tikno watched Rail as he walked away. Once Rail was out of sight, he turned his attention to the child who's hand he held. Tikno knelt in front of the child.
"Don't be afraid, this wont hurt, ok?" He spoke softly. The child looked at him fearfully, but nodded. Tikno placed one hand on the childs chest and the other on his back, then closed his eyes and concentrated. Underneath the childs skin he could feel the muscles, feel the tension from fear bind those muscles. Slowly, ever so slowly, Tikno spread very low flames from his hands through the muscles over the childs body. The fire was just hot enough to relax the muscles, easing them out once more to their unclenched, natural state. To the onlookers, the childs skin glowed with a warm light, which spread from Tikno's hands throughout the childs body. Once it had reached every muscle, Tikno retracted the flames back into his hands, then opened his eyes. The childs face was no longer distrusting, no longer fearful, but content. Tikno stood once more, and looked around.
"Who's child is this?" He asked calmly. A woman stepped from the crowd, looking up at the man who was shot with tearful eyes. She glared at Tikno, then snatched the childs hand away.
"How dare you touch my child! How dare you!" The woman screamed at Tikno. Tikno watched her with calm eyes, then turned away. The childs face had been reward enough. The womans screech cut off in a strangled exclamation as she realized he wasnt listening. Tikno went to each person that was wounded, and asked if they would like healing. Some turned him away, some even tried hitting him for offering, but others accepted, and for those that did Tikno repeated the process. For those who were cut, Tikno also cauterized the wound and sealed it shut with heat, so that they would heal quicker. For those who were burned, the charred skin still smoking, Tikno placed his hands on the burns, and reversed the flow, so that all that was left was the dead skin. Once everyone was taken care of, Tikno turned his back on the crowd and walked away. He had a job to do. He had to find this man with a large pack. He decided to go look in the nicer part of town. A large pack seemed to indicate a trader, maybe he could find something in the market place.
Upon reached the market, Tikno put his hands in his pockets and started walking around. He kept his head down, but his eyes didnt miss anything. He stopped by each vendor, and asked after the man, but most wouldnt say anything. Either they didn't know or they weren't telling, so Tikno would move on to the next vendor. After hours of searching, he was getting no where. He sighed, and began looking for a place to rest.