Thais shook her head, “No. No healer.” She responded. In her room, she had a box of lesser injury kits that she had prepared a while back for her apprentices. She was an adequate herbalist and as long as the injury was simply the ankle then there was no need to bring in extra help. Not to mention she disliked the idea of having a fellow mage see the state she was in at the moment. It would only add to the humiliation of the night.
“I am somewhat capable of taking care of myself.” She muttered as the templar walked forward. The woman glanced at Aurin’s armor once more. She had never been carried by someone in armor before. It looked like it could be awkward. Yet she couldn’t take back her demand after it had been accepted. She shrugged, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Well, hurry up then.” She stated, staring at Aurin in anticipation to being picked up.