Chastity groaned at the remark. She really hated healers, for whatever reason. Most of the time she avoided them, seeing as any marks on her body she usually wanted to keep anyway, and she rarely got sick. Almost never, actually, so this was rare. "I hate healers," she groaned, finally standing up slowly. "I'm fine. The tea just... Ugh, the smell. It was so strong!" Didn't it smell strong to Patience, too?