Katherine sighed. She had apparently already missed the speech by Exalt Lucina and Prince Xavier. "Oh, fiddles...I can't get anywhere on time can I?" She frowned and continued on, she wanted to speak with the Exalt and her brother and offer her services in the fight against Grima. A healer was worth a hundred soldiers after all.
With her father off fighting Risen somewhere, and her mother off healing soldiers, just as she would be, Kathy decided it was time to do something herself. Otherwise, they would all be dead anyway. She didn't want to die. She didn't want her parents to die or anybody else for that matter. However, she realized there was only so much one can do, something both her parents had taught her on occasion. Sometimes, all you could do was ease the suffering. Sometimes, you had to put someone out of their misery. Sometimes, you couldn't do anything. Those were the worst to Kathy, honestly. That feeling of helplessness was just too much.
As she got closer to where the Exalt and Xavier were she noticed a lot of people going into the room with the Prince. She noticed one was injured. Well, not injured persay, a scratch was nothing to worry about, it could get bad if unattended, though. She quickened her pace to stand beside the man at the door with the injury, put her staff next to his arm and healed it in short order. After she was done, she looked up and gave him a pretty smile, after all a smile healed the soul and sometimes that could have a huge impact on healing, before turning to Xavier. "Greetings milord... My name is Katherine. If you would have me, I would like to offer my staff in the fight against Grima!" she smiled at him. "I've never really been in combat, to be honest, but my parents always told me even one healer could have a big impact."