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Fellwing nodded politely at Heliotrope's answer, but her enthusiasm for asking questions waned considerably the more she watched the older dragon work. Not because of anything she did, but because of the way she [i]was[/i]; clearly exhausted, yet unable to take a break with her laboratory crammed with both patients and inquisitive visitors. So when she once again mentioned lost sleep, Fellwing decided it might be best to let her focus on her work and maybe get some well-earned rest afterwards. She could save her questions for another day — or perhaps even for another drake.

[color=#595555]"I appreciate your patience with all these questions and patients, Heliotrope," [/color]she said with a small smile. [color=#595555] "I won't bother you any further. Please do try to sneak in a nap at least, if you can. My clutchmates will hopefully occupy your, hm, assistant for a while longer."[/color]

[color=ED2939]"Fell, do you want to come with us?"[/color]

As the Seer turned away from the healer, he found Shieldwing ltalking to her. He looked like he had more to say, so she waited patiently for him to finish - only for the red drake to retort to pantomiming his point across. Fellwing couldn't help but smile at the endearing effort. She was pretty perceptive; there would've been no need for such theatrics, but far be it from her to tell it to him and ruin the fun. Instead, she offered a brief nudge of her head back towards Garrock's general vicinity in turn. Not that she was looking forward to sticking her nose in the older dragon's business, but if it helped her friends... [color=#595555]"You go ahead, I'll be with you shortly."[/color]

Before addressing Garrock, however, Fellwing had one more thing to take care of, she noticed. From the corner of her eye, she spotted Kyte. They were deep in thought as they examined their wing, and something about it irked the Seer. They'd seen Stargaze's distress, yet had remained quiet in spite of it, even when Shieldwing had directly addressed them.

[color=#595555]"An overdeveloped wing is better than one lost to corruption,"[/color] Fellwing commented, her voice a little colder than she intended, as she passed the other drake by. [color=#595555] "You would do well to talk to Stargaze. Sometimes physical injuries heal faster than mental ones."[/color]

With that, she turned to Garrock, her tone back to inquisitive. [color=#595555]"You keep mentioning your brother and trouble in the same sentence, Garrock, but he didn't strike me as the troublemaking sort."[/color] She tilted her head. [color=#595555] "Have I got the wrong read on him?"[/color]

[i]Or do you,[/i] she left unsaid.[/color]