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"Oh, well it's not that bad, but I wouldn't mind getting it looked at." They pause a moment in thought, looking up at Ashild. "Thanks."

She looks at Quinn with a raised eyebrow. She shakes her head and chuckles. "Don't thank me. As soon as you get that checked out, we're getting you out of here."

Quinn smiled a bit while following, but didn't say anything else on the matter.

After a little while longer, Ashild walked into a slightly larger stone building. Just above the door was a sign with a small red cross and words that appeared to be nothing but random letters and apostrophes. The light that came from the building was off as well. They were a chilling, yet somewhat comforting emerald green. It was somewhat dim but in more of a relaxing and soothing manner apart from chilling.

Quinn followed, squinting at the strange writing above the door as they passed through the doorway. They looked around at the interior of the large stone building, they smiled a bit at the calming emerald light and continued to follow Ashlid, though a bit more cautiously.

She smiles gently as she takes a deep breath. She loved the sweet scent of lavender and pine that the building gave off. It really tied the entire decor together perfectly. Though Ashild wasn't the type to let her guard down, she couldn't help but relax and droop her shoulders a bit.

She walks up to an older woman. Her skin was a faint silver and her horns were small and rounded at the tips. She appears to be standing at around 5'6.

She smiles warmly at the two and folds her hands in front of her stomach. "Stigriri! Yist feea ea'l?" Her voice was sweet and soft even though she was spouting nonsense.

It took Quinn a moment to realize that the woman wasn't speaking English. They felt anxious about asking, hoping not to sound rude Quinn turned to Ashild, "what did she say?"

She smiles and looks at Quinn. "She said 'Welcome. What can I do for you?'" She chuckles and turns back to the woman, responding in the same foreign language. She grabs her wrist and gestures at Quinn while she talks in hope that they'll understand what she's saying.

Quinn blinks for a moment before realizing. They tentatively extend their wrist towards the woman at the counter.

She woman smiles and gently grabs their wrist, squeezing it slightly. Ashild takes a step to the side, gently pushing Quinn forward.

Quinn leaned back a bit but let their wrist be inspected. The small plant Quinn had tucked into their pocket was starting to grow again, slowly emerging form the fabric and reaching upwards towards the lights.