Molly stared at the young man, then his hand. "You? You can't be more than twenty-five," she said with a shake of her head, but she took his hand and shook it.
"My apologies, Healer Malotti. I'm sure you're aware that you look very young..." Molly moved her chair back a little to allow the Healer to approach the bed, still inwardly shaking her head at his youth. Surely they had more experienced Healers...