Right. And the sky is just a little blue. [Why must boys be so stupid about this stuff? And up comes the water out of her waterskin, coating her hands and beginning to glow as she places them on the blood... no infection, but that's a strange sort of place to have gotten wounded in a spar.]

OK. I'm going to have Nala close up your cuts. She's stronger in this kind of healing than I am, and I've had plenty of time to work with her over the past month, so you don't need to worry. All right?