Sabine's face began to tense up with Meesei's praise. "No," Sabine shook her head again and her voice quivered as she nearly shouted, "Do not...talk like that! You promised not to give up!" Sabine took two short, strained breaths and her face reddened fully, "I do not know what to do if you die! You were always there! Ever since I found the pack!" Sabine could barely keep her eyes open and focussed with how clouded they were, "I have to get the silver out! Show me where it is!"

Without consent, Sabine brought her hands over Meesei's torso and began to search her body with healing magic. It was not harmful at all, but it was clear that she was in no state to perform precise surgery, let alone try anything that the warband's best healers would not have already tried themselves.