[ While it might be troubling to Akira, it lights a fire under Lux. Even worlds away from everything she knows, there's a strange sort of comfort that comes from having a clear mission to propel her forward, to throw her everything into. It's reassuring to learn that she isn't the only one that feels that way, and as Akira speaks she can't help but nod emphatically in return.

Nosy busybodies who don't know how to leave well enough alone have to stick together. He's in good company here. She smiles at him warmly. ]

Lux. Lux Crownguard. It's a pleasure.

[ Even if she would prefer they meet under different circumstances. Her gaze slides toward the patient; his breathing has slipped into an even rhythm by this point, his expression no longer frantic and pained. Reaching over to take a cloth from a nearby basin, she wipes his brow gently. ]

Did you need any help? I could come find you, once I know he's settled. I can't imagine what you're doing is easy to do on your own.