It is incredibly uncomfortable and then she immediately throws up and is then even more uncomfortable, somehow, which feels unfair, usually the one good thing about throwing up is that afterwards you feel a little better.

She whimpers kind of pitifully and tries to roll over but her stomach is cramping too much to allow it.

Most of the film is gone.

Shavri will deal with the washbasin full of very contaminated vomit-water LATER. 

Right now, she can at least do some focused Healing on the irritated stomach lining where she ripped off the growing weapon-creature-thing. And she watches the remaining bits of film with her Sight, trying to gauge if and how fast they're growing to fill the gaps. 

They're growing, but slowly. 

Did it work?

:Yes! I'm really sorry it was so unpleasant. I got almost all of it, though, and I think I can kill the rest before it can catch up. And then I can focus on Healing the damage it did, so you can hopefully manage to eat and drink a bit more and you'll at least get the nutrients first: 

Though the thing is still growing in her blood, amorphous, dissolved, impossible to fix onto; it'll keep feeding on her as long as that's true, and she has no idea how to selectively yank it out of blood without killing Julie. 

:- Does it have another name, by the way? Or can we make one up: 

The research subsidiary that discovered it is called Protogen. They called it the Protomolecule. Great for their brand, I guess. 

Some of the Belters on the Scopuli, riffing off that, had started calling it the Maolecule, which was even less funny.

Shavri feels like she's missing quite a lot of context and she doesn't actually care. :Sure, I'll call it the Proto. Um, I'll be right back: 

She ducks out and checks that the innkeeper's wife is alerted and working on invalid-food for her patient, and then returns to the musty storeroom and settles herself down to do as much Healing as she can on Julie's damaged digestive tract - while carefully making sure she's not offering any of that energy to the Proto by accident.

:Here. Try to get some of the cider down once you feel up for it: 

She doesn't really feel up for it but she can give it a try, after a little while.

She's thinking about the crew on the Scopuli. They're dead, of course. They knew it was a dangerous mission. They knew a lot more people would join them, if -

- how is she here? How does she get back home?

It's too much to think about. But trying to stop thinking about it and just exist in her head is miserable too, because she feels like shit. 

Don't suppose - you have something for sleep -

:We've got things. I - don't really want to give you too many drugs, your body is so worn down. I can use my Gift to help you fall asleep, if you want?: She shouldn't do that a lot either, but Julie seems exhausted; she might well stay asleep on her own once she's out, pain or not. :And you could have a bit more of the poppy-syrup, I don't think you got the full dose before since you got sick after: 

That sounds good.

Thank you.

Shavri gets her the drugs. Then settles herself in for what promises to be an incredibly long afternoon. 

She wants to see if she can do some very cautious, very selective Healing, mostly on Julie's oddly misshapen and slightly-atrophied heart; she'll be a lot better off if her body can better handle circulation, but Shavri doesn't want to end up accidentally feeding Healing-energy directly to the Proto.

And, once she's fallen into a groove doing that, she can fit in some thinking. 

The big picture: she can damage and destroy the Proto, with her Gift, probably faster than it can grow, but not easily - and not costlessly for Julie. She can bolster Julie's body and health, but often this will strengthen the Proto as well; it's feeding off her. Probably her awful physical condition is part of what was slowing its growth, before. 

Eventually some broth arrives, the mug packed in cattail-fluff in a basket to keep warm. Shavri sets it aside and keeps doing various minor, targeting Healing while she waits for Julie to wake up.  

Julie is exhausted, but that doesn't mean she sleeps well. She mumbles in her sleep. Screams, once, during a bad dream. Scratches the spot on her arm where a crystal was recently growing. 

She wakes up disoriented and in a confusing amount of pain she assumes, at first, is from a maneuver she pushed a little too hard on. "Computer, read out our coordinates," she says hoarsely, and then - she's lying on what - she's where -

Shavri is pretty used to patients waking up confused, and recognizes the signs. 

:Hey. It's me, Healer Shavri. You were asleep about three, four candlemarks. How are you feeling?: 

She gets something of an impression of what a candlemark is but not much of one. Uh. Better, I think? Hungrier, which seems - good - unless it's just going to feed the infection - 

:It will feed it, some. But I think less than before I worked on your stomach, and you need food badly. Think you can manage some broth?: She gets the clay mug out from its cozy nest; it's still fairly warm. 

Probably.

She tries sipping it very slowly but her hands are shaky. 

Shavri would help but she doesn't want to touch Julie unnecessarily. 

:I want to try something else in a minute: she says finally. :Destroying the bigger crystal parts before they can get any more established seems important, but also it's - messy, and hurts you. I'm wondering if I could be more efficient and cut off the source of nutrients instead. It's feeding from your blood vessels. Like a tumour, sort of, and Healers sometimes treat those by pinching off blood supply rather than trying to kill all the tissue directly: 

She is only sort of able to follow this important medical information but the medtech seems to know what she's talking about. Sure, we can try that. 

:You just try to rest and work on that broth. Tell me if it hurts a lot: 

Before turning to the crystalline mass in Julie's shoulder, Shavri checks the other two, the one in her foot and in her arm, where she already tried to destroy the Proto by force. What's happening now in those regions? 

The crystals look dormant; they're not drawing blood and they're not growing. They're not dissolving, either.

Well. She's going to try carefully nipping off their access to Julie's blood vessels pre-emptively, just in case they 'wake up' later. It seems like good practice before she has a go at the still-active crystal. 

She tries to minimize destroying the circulation to any of Julie's own still-living tissues, but she's willing to risk some of that. 

Julie's tissues in that area are pretty messed up anyway by the large crystal that's been using them as scaffolding! She's mostly not making things worse.

Julie sips broth very diligently until she feels nauseous again, and then puts it down. 

You might've, uh, already said this, but...where am I, exactly?

:The kingdom is called Valdemar. The nearest town is Treebridge, the area is Snake Bends. Karse is south, Hardorn is east. But...it seems like none of that means much to you, if you're from an entire other world: Somehow. Impossibly. 

I mean, it could be time travel, too, but I haven't heard of a Valdemar. And it didn't look at all like Earth, coming in.

I, uh, don't suppose you have any astronomers who have formed an opinion about, uh, what shape the galaxy is?

Despite everything, Shavri finds herself smiling a little. :I bet my friend Van would know. Ooh, and - er, what's-his-name, the older mage he works with... Kilchas, that's it. He's not an expert but he plays around with astronomy in his spare time. I'm sure he'd at least know what's written about it: