They hadn't met, and yet Septimus knew Solomon by either name or face, and by injury. That spoke a great deal to how much the man observed around his own hospital--or how controlling a personality he was. A leg injury wouldn't usually warrant the personal discretion of a hospital superintendent, surely.

"Quite well," Solomon answered without any indication that he found the question odd. "She is a capable healer."

Solomon entered Septimus's 'office' but chose to remain standing near the door, leaving it unblocked but within access. "You mentioned details in your broadcast," he said without preamble. "What, precisely, are you considering and how do you mean to do so?"