[... Alright, it's a little fun being carried around like this. Not that you'll ever get Sieglinde to admit that.

Two small hands stay resting on top of Haise's head, long gown bunched up around her knees, atrophied legs wrapped in bandages pressing slightly against his chest for a counter balance, using her new vantage point to look down at the Nalawi they passed, counting the points of antlers, observing the gait of their walk. And, slightly disappointing as it weirdly was- he did seem to be minding his manners.

Her books about men in the outside world had been quite exaggerated indeed.]

For the fishermen I plan to focus on the treatment of bites, cuts, and various muscle and joint pains. Have you experience with any of those?