Skylar stepped warily into the building. Use of magic in the area was obvious and would explain how she found them in the woods. He smiled grimly, memories of his home rising at the clutter. He wandered aimlessly over to the bookshelves and started perusing her bookshelves. The feeling of worn bookbinding and the smell of well read paper... He sighed and turned away. 

"Regina, do you have any books with healing spells? I'm not sure Ivan will make it without something at this point." Skylar continued perusing the shelves, looking for any that could help.