Joey entered the infirmary, doing his best to keep his injured arm leveled and as painless as possible. The Illuminate Master was still doing some work on other crew mates, leaving him and the mystery blonde waiting for their turn. The rogue figured he could at least strike up a conversation with her. Striding up beside her, he lightly nudged her with his working arm. 

"I'm sorry, I don't think we've been formally introduced." He began. "I'm Horatio. Call me Joey, if you'd like. Your name is...something with an S, right? Silvia or something like that?"

"Silvana." she corrected him. "There's no need to shorten it." Her shoulder hurt an awful lot, and she hoped she could get to Alexander as soon as possible. She did what she could to keep the bleeding at bay, and while there was someone who could heal her, there was no need to use her own fire to mend her wound. In order to keep the conversation going, even though she couldn't think of much else than her shoulder, she asked Joey "What happened to you?"

"Oh, this little thing?" He understated the nature of his injury. "Just had a rough run-in with one'a the cannons. Damn near crushed me ribs it did!" He sighed. "It's nothing too bad, I'll live. And your shoulder?" He probably would've helped keep it compressed if he weren't keeping his arm propped up. 

"Got nicked by one'a those mangy harpies, didja? Hope you did more to it than [i]it[/i] did ta [i]you![/i]" He talked light, in attempts to raise spirits. It worked, since it got a chuckle out of Silvana. "Sliced through it with my fire blade. It's not taking to the skies any time soon, that I can guarantee." She used her free hand to tightly hold the pendant that was now on the inside of her robes. "But even if I managed to take care of that one, I sure hope we're not about to fight any more of them. I've had my fill of harpies for one day."

"Fire...blade?" Bewildered, Joey looked about the girl's person, in attempts to spot any sort of weapon. When he failed to spot anything, he couldn't help but be a little curious. "You're a fire Mage, right? You guys can make weapons...?" He asked, wondrously.

"A Firesmith can. I'd show you, but this isn't exactly the time nor the situation. Maybe later if you ask nicely." she said, giving him a half smile, only half due to her wound still causing her pain. "And what of you? I think I remember you saying you were an Earthshaper when we were all introducing ourselves, though I can't say I know what they split into, like how Pyromancers split into Firesmiths and Firestorms."

Joey let the question hang a beat before reply with half a shrug. "...Ya got me there, luv." He replied. "I know about as much as you do. I haven't been at the Academy long enough to get any sort of training or learn anything. And I doubt any of me human acquaintances would be too eager to help me develop any of me abilities. All I know, is that I can move little pebbles, and sand. dust, and dirt. And apparently I'll get to a point where I'll move bigger rocks. Which is kinda exciting, all things considered."  

Soon, there was a lull in the area as the patients ahead of Joey and Silvana were tended to. "Looks like we're up next." He said to the girl as he stepped forward. "Hope ya gots some light left for us, Master." Joey greeted, showing off his injury. "You should probably look at Silvana first, though. She got it worst than I did." He mentioned.