Vitoria sighed but smiled all the same at Gabriela's comment. [color=EE82EE]"True, washing with soap every once in a while does greatly decrease your chances for illness every so often, but sadly it won't help much if you have an arrow lodged in your chest. A clinic is not just for the ill, but the wounded as well."[/color] Vitoria smiled a bit more genuinely as she quoted her father, although the pang of sadness she felt at remembering made it short-lived. The question of her name's origins took her by surprise, and Vitoria couldn't really say anything about it before Gabriela moved on. 

Even though she told her not to worry about the boy, Vitoria still felt her gaze pulled toward the wagon he was in at the mention of him. [color=EE82EE]"That could be the case, yes. However I have never been able to keep myself from worrying."[/color] Vitoria forced herself to look at Gabriela, to at least [i]attempt[/i] not worrying. [color=EE82EE]"It would probably be a good idea to check up on him when we make camp."[/color] They walked in silence for a moment, and then Gabriela spoke again. 

[color=EE82EE]"Well, I didn't really run it. I helped my parents run it, lord knows my brothers weren't any help to them."[/color] Vitoria laughed a little before continuing. [color=EE82EE]"I suppose that I would start my own clinic, if we ever get there. I have always been interested in healing and helping people, why should that stop just because I'm in a different place?"[/color] Vitoria smiled sadly at her memories of helping her parents when she was younger, still learning what to do. [color=EE82EE]"As for these balms and potions and such, I'm sure you have some good stuff, but honestly right now I have no interest in them. Maybe we could talk more about it later though? Magical healing remedies do work much faster than any herbal remedy I could make, and are very useful in an emergency."[/color]

[color=EE82EE]"What about you? Do you have any specific plans for your future?"[/color]