Moondance leads her to another grown-from-trees type dwelling, where a woman is resting with her leg in a splint. "The bone is half-healed," he tells her, "but our Healers cannot do the rest today, can you...?" 

"Yes, it'll take me a few minutes again." She looks at the woman just like she did with Lightning.

Woodlark stares off into the distance, not speaking. 

Moondance and Lightning, by the look of it, are sharing a private Mindspeech conversation. 

Eventually this patient is healed too. "Anyone else? How many are there?"

"There are two more people with less serious injuries, if you are willing to heal them as well. I would understand if you were tired though." 

"It's not tiring, just time consuming."

"Well, if you do not mind, they are this way." He gestures and starts walking again. 

"I don't mind. I didn't want to have a fight in the first place."

Moondance says nothing to that, just points her to another courtyard, where two young men are sitting in bowl-shaped chairs woven of living tree branches, feet dipped into a steaming pool of hot water. One has a broken arm splinted, the other appears to have a broken collarbone and has his arm in a sling. 

Woodlark is still giving her an odd, thoughtful look. 

Woodlark can look all he wants. She looks at the patients.

They watch her back with obvious curiosity, and then shyly introduce themselves as Tree and ("hey, I wanted Tree") Moss. 

"Nice to meet you," she says, instead of "Tree is a dumb nickname", because she's polite.

"How does the healing you're going to do to us work?" Moss says, elbowing Tree when Tree tries to interrupt him in the middle. "- shut up, sorry, he's my brother and he's annoying." 

"Hey." 

"You are." 

Woodlark's lips twitch slightly. 

"It's a kind of magic I learned in Fairyland."

The brothers make slightly awkward small talk with her, asking polite questions about Fairyland while she does her staring. 

At some point a large white horse wanders up and nudges her way in beside Woodlark, staring at Promise with piercing blue eyes that hold obvious intelligence. And a hint of hostility. 

Animals haven't gotten less creepy. She's not sure it's better if this is a person-animal. She heals the brothers.

"That is everyone," Moondance says quietly. "Thank you. Is that all of your business here?" 

Woodlark is still watching her, eyes narrowed slightly; he seems off-balance more than anything else. 

"I think so, unless you have something to say. Can I get a Gate back? I wouldn't be sure of finding my way if I had to fly the whole distance."

"Yes, of course. I can Gate you to to the same spot as before." 

"I don't know that I've got anything to say." Woodlark shuffles his feet a little. "I - want to know what's going on. More of what's going on, I mean. You told me what happened but I'm still in the dark about what's going to happen next. But if you don't consider it my business then I guess that's fair enough."