"So you actually went through with the Healer thing," Pansy said with a fond shake of her head. She couldn't stand the thought of it herself as she was patently not cut out to be nice to people on a regular basis much less constitutionally capable of dealing with the sight of blood or the Sight of anything else that might be lurking in this wretched place. "But why in the name of Mab would you linger here for a full day?"
Pansy rolled her eyes and patted the messenger bag in her hand. "I am delivering documents to Elder Whisenhunt. He is supposed to be lurking around here terrorizing the mediwitches."