"Ah, Captain Amia." Mac acknowledged the woman as soon as she approached and offered her hand in greeting. "Yes, I'm Kossara. Avoir said you'd be needing a healer and also someone who is familiar with these lands." Sara took the woman's hand and shook it firmly. And it was a rough hand as it was to be expected. A sailor's hand. "Show me where to set up, stow my things and I'll be ready to help in whatever way I can."

	She looked around, sailors scurrying around the deck of the ship. Most, grungy looking as being a sailor wasn't the cleanest of occupations. So many people stuffed together aboard a ship, along with the supplies it carried. The lengthy periods they spent between making port and having to tend to their hygiene. Cleanliness was often last on their list of things to do. But still proper hygiene was necessary for good health. She would have to insist the crew at least cleaned up nicely before they had to leave port. She knew a ship could afford to carry only a limited amount of clean water, mostly used for drinking and cooking. Still, nature provided often. Rainwater could be collected for bathing needs, as well as for drinking and cooking. She would have to speak with the quartermaster about that.

	"From what Avoir told me, our mission won't be an easy one and quite possibly a lengthy one as well. I will do my best to tend to your sailors' health needs, but I will say this now. They would have to meet me half way. I know what I'm doing and why it needs doing, if one of your sailors should decide to oppose me I will not tolerate it and you would have to find yourself a new healer." Mac fell silent for a minute allowing the Captain to absorb what she'd just said. "I have a lot invested in this mission as well and it would pain me to abandon it because of silly tantrums. I wouldn't be here if Avoir didn't think I had something to offer this endeavor. So I would ask of you to caution your crew as to who is the boss, so to speak, while in the sick bay and when it concerns health issues." She paused again. Captain Amia listening intently, waiting for her to finish. "Is that agreeable?"