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Although it had been unlikely that Destin would be anywhere other than the medicine tent, it was still a huge relief to have him in her sights. All she wanted to do was to fly him out of here. She glances at her talons for a moment, wondering if she could physically do that... No, it would be too risky. Plus the Broms would certainly know where Destin had escaped to. Then they'd just take him again! The look on his face was heartbreaking. There was no way she was just going to leave without assuring him help was coming. She sneaks into the tent.
Destin turns his head at a noise. He looks towards the herb stores. "Hey Elauna, how's it going in there?" He calls out to the healer-in-training.
"I'm doing fine, almost got all the burnt herbs out of here!" Elauna calls back, before sneezing. "It's so damn stuffy back here!" She shouts, cursing again. "Fucking herb smells."
Destin sighs, shaking his head. "I guess you'll just have to get used to that..."