Straw's mouth was slightly agape as Cyriana's strange pearl eye apparently had just magically healed some of her wounds.  He closed it quickly when she suggested they continue on.  "Oh... ah... of course," he said, figuring it best not to ask questions.  

Calvin, who hadn't quite seen what had happened other than the bright light, looked at her in wonder.  "You're a healer?!" he blurted.  No wonder Straw had asked her along.  

As they started moving northward again, Straw breathed a small of relief.