[The group of fisherman are busy, and it's apparent that even though they tolerate the instruction, and one or two at a time might pay attention while the others are casting nets or trawling, their priorities are food- and besides that, they still had faith.

Nalanni would restore their gifts when she returned to them... surely.

But Sieglinde was stubborn and she didn't tolerate much ignorance, and with Haise's support they at least manage to get through a good ol' demonstration of some first aid for cuts, broken bones, and bites before the fishermen moved on to another site, leaving Sieglinde sighing somewhat dramatically.]

- The village elders are far more sensible about things, you will find. We shall visit them next.

[She'd had more success with other groups, but it was still important they knew such things, so. They try nonetheless.]

But first, we shall break bread.

[Brunch was an important meal, not to be missed, and Sieglinde doesn't take his arm this time, instead dragging her pack from where it was on the shore and tottering over to the nearest tidepool, using the stone surface to sit on, awkwardly lowering herself and pulling off her shoes and swiveling around to dip her bandaged feet into the saltwater, (multitasking), before diving into her bag for food.]

Teaching is tiring work.