Ysran looked around him, there weren't any strange looking plants that would hopefully conveniently have healing properties. Looks like there was only one thing to do. Running up to the fire, Ysran grabbed a red-hot stick. Walking back to Sasha, he gripped it as close as he could to the hot part, and sat down. [i]"Alright. Anybody have any objections? Speak now or forever hold your peace."[/i]