Photina noticed the bolt, but merely flinched. The headache and fatigue was wearing on her reflexes as well. She turned to the caster, noticing the man's intent in speaking, and joined him, saying "aye, dear. If we meant harm, we would have already been inflicting it. I'm a healer anyway. Do you have any wounds needing to be tended to? It would take but a few seconds to conjur the mana needed to heal you. As a show of good faith, I shall greet first. Now," turning so that either 'walker was to either of her sides, and raising her hands in surrender, but remembering an open field where she learned of the Samite people, who were very apt healers, so she could summon one 
	"I have a healer I can summon. My name is Photina, and I am a travelling healer of sorts. Known in some parts as 'The Kind Stranger'. I'm going to summon my healer now." Lowering herself to the ground, she touched it, creating a circle which contained part of a plain on the ground. One of the Samite people appeared in a shower of light, to which the portal closed. 
	"Sir, please prevent damage from the lass over there, please." The healer nodded back to her. "He cannot directly heal wounds, but can prevent them. I'm summoning him as a guard for your protection as a benevolent sign." The angelically ascended woman then smiled warmly at the female, with a hint of wariness, purely due to uncertainty.