Heather smiles. She understands not wanting to worry people. She's felt that a few times now and again throughout her life. Heather pulls over one of the burn gels they have and begins spreading it thinly on her arm. "Well, while that's admirable, hiding things will get you nowhere." Heather points out.

"And it might annoy her, and the rule is, darling, never annoy the healers." She teases, wrapping the dressing around the first arm. She sighs. "But if you'd rather I told her, that is certainly something that I can do."