And, a few minutes after breakfast, there's a polite knock on her door. 

:Come in:

Melody nudges the door open. :Azabel, right? I'm Melody. You're a Mindhealer too?: 

:Yes. What's your metaphor? Mine's clockwork:

:Mine is tapestries. And I never got much in the way of formal training, my apprenticeship was with a Healer-Empath. You?: 

:My teacher is a -

- my teacher was a Mindhealer. Lionwind k'Leshya. He saw rivers. And we had books, and correspondences, with other people...:

Melody ducks her head. :....I'm sorry, you must - still be getting used to not being there anymore: 

:It's not great:

:Anyway. I've been trying to set up systems here in Valdemar where there can be books written about this, and letters exchanged, but - well, we haven't had that for a long time. So you may well have better training than I do: 

:Okay. I can try to write down what I remember from our books and what Lionwind taught me:

:I appreciate it. I also - hmm...: Melody tugs at the collar of her robes. :I know the language barrier is an issue, right now, but I do have at least one patient who's a Mindspeaker. And it's something where I'm a bit too close to the situation to be objective about it. Do you think that's something where you'd be willing to help?: 

:I'm used to seeing patients with some supervision - not in the sessions but going over reports after - but I can do it. Also I can Mindspeak to non-Mindspeakers:

:Right, of course, I'd be happy to go over reports with you after - and talk through mine with you, honestly, I think it'd be very valuable. I'll keep in mind that I can maybe give you un-Gifted patients, if they're comfortable with that. And probably we shouldn't plan to start any of this until tomorrow, anyway: 

:Sure. Is there anything in particular you're curious about from my educational background?:

:Hmm. I guess I'm curious what you learned about redirects and blocks - er, if those even match over to terms you were taught at all...?: 

:We called those 'shunts'. Both of them. They're not very different in kind, just degree: And she explains what she knows about shunts.

Melody listens intently. :How fascinating! Yes, I see your point, how they're not fundamentally different...: 

And she goes on to explain a bit of the curriculum she's come up with for the new Mindhealers' Collegium, and then excuses herself to go see a patient. 

:- Could you come by the House of Healing tomorrow morning?: she asks Azabel on her way out. :If you're up for seeing a patient or two, at least - we really could use the extra help, we're incredibly swamped right now: 

:You'll have to tell me where it is:

:Oh, right - I'll send a trainee over to grab you, how's that?: 

:Sounds good:

The next morning, as promised, a pale-green-robed young student shows up at the dining hall when Azabel is eating breakfast with the Heralds, and once she's done, escorts her to the House of Healing. It's not far, and the weather is much better now; the sun is out, and the snow framing the paths looks quite pretty. 

Melody meets her at a sort of high round table at the nexus of several spreading-out hallways. :Good morning. Want some chava?: She's holding a cup filled with some sort of of steaming, fragrant beverage.

:What is it?:

:It's a drink we get from Seejay! It helps you wake up and stay alert, and also it tastes pretty good - in my opinion, at least, lots of people only like it with cream and honey: 

:I'm awake enough, thanks. Who am I seeing today?:

:I've got a handful of new patients on the waiting list that I thought I might give you, but that'd be later. For a start, I think I want to introduce you to Brightstar. We can see him together, I'm hoping you might have some advice: