Theodora shrugged off the second hunter's first question. "You can just call me Healer. As for your second question, I hate death, I hate the idea of people dying. So, I do what I can in this fucked up world to save those that I can. Maybe all you know is death, but the only thing I know is life." With that, she waved her hand over a spot where the cement had melted during the fight and a tiny bud popped out of the ground. The bud grew into a fully bloomed flower in less than thirty seconds. She picked the flower, peeled the petals off of the steam and placed them in her mouth. As she chewed on the petals, she touched the mud on the man's arm and it quickly returned to its liquid form, which she caught in her hand and slid back into the pouch around her neck. She spit the chewed up petals into her hand and pat the salve gently onto was remained of the burn. "Once you no longer feel a cooling sensation emitting from the salve, remove it. It means my magic has done it's job. To answer your question, you will have a tiny scar, as with any magically inflicted wounds."
Theodora stood up, picked up her black cat that he been waiting about a foot away, and headed for the entrance of the sub way. There she found the man and the little girl waiting. "What are you doing here? I distracted them so you could leave! Just because they did no attack me did not mean they will not try to attack you." A slight fire burned in the girl's green eyes, but her voice remained calm.