The woman is curled knees to chest against the back wall of the small cell. Her thin, but muscular arms hug her knees as she rocks back and forth, mumbling incoherently beneath her breath. You can't quite make out what she is saying, but can see her lips moving. The moment Julian speaks the healing word, her rocking and whispering comes to an abrupt halt. She then raises her head slightly and a sky blue eye opens up and pierces out from behind a curtain of tangled red hair.
"Who are you!?" She barks. Social graces have long since been beaten out of her.
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I hope I'm not posting out of turn
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