Maddie walks into the room with a hot cup of chicken broth. She looks at you and says four days. Now drink this. While handing you the cup. You need to get some strength back. Try to get some sleep the healing took a lot out of you. But the wounds are closed. You will be up and about in a couple more nights.
Faerra takes the broth thankfully and nods slowly. "I'm just glad you're OK. This is twice now you've saved my life, Maddie. I owe you a debt I can never repay. At the very least, though, I hope I can offer you my friendship."
Maddie just looks at you and says that yes you can be her friend as long as you try to stay away from dirty swords being thrust through your body. She does not mind healing it is the infection and poison that makes it a chore. SHe smiles and takes your cup. Get some rest I will check on you later.
Faerra smiles softly, slowly opening her eyes and blinking a few times. She brings a hand to her head as she slowly sits up.
((Anything new on a certain book-reading tower-dwelling sorcerer's end?))