Sparing breath was the wiser option, but a nod could be lost in the jostling of running. "Yes," Raine returned, and, in case the other was among those Foreigners who didn't know her, she added, "I'm a healer."

But that was enough to be getting on with, and so barring any response from the girl Raine simply kept moving, orienting on the sense of that fierce mana and adjusting her path accordingly. The city passed around them, and they were on an even trajectory with the fight, or should be.