Vaeri's eyes widened when Melvus just passed out. People usually didn't react that way when they got healed. Given the amount of blood on the ground, it was probably due to blood loss from his wound. Vaeri didn't remember seeing him try to stifle the blood flow, so that may have been a contributing factor. Despite all these rationalizations, Vaeri took a step back from the man's unconscious body and looked away at something else. 

That something else just so happened to be Sana's interrogation of the man captured in the last battle. Sana's tactics while brutal were effective. Perhaps she still felt vengeful after the injury suffered by her mate, but that did not quite matter right now. They could not allow the slavers to attack this village again, especially after the bloodbath this skirmish had been. Besides that, Vaeri still had yet to have a real battle and didn't want the stab wound in her midsection to be for naught. 'Twould be embarrassing.

"Ah, thank you Sister." Vaeri said to Sister Agnes when she healed the wound in her torso. Vaeri would have easily been able to heal it herself, but given that there would be a second battle, it would be for the best to save her remaining healing for later.

"It would be wasteful if I did not join in." Vaeri piped in when Sana asked for volunteers for people to fight the camp of slavers. "I have yet to adequately serve my Lady, and I can not stand for these men to escape. I have the feeling that it would not be difficult for them to recoup the losses suffered today." It was then that Vaeri remembered she had never gotten around to finishing what she had started when she left the inn. The cleric reached out behind her back and pulled on the handle sticking out, freeing from the enchanted pack a two handed axe a good 3 feet long and rested it on her shoulder. She was not going to let herself be attacked while unarmed again.