”I promise, it shouldn’t take long, miss,” Clifford reassured Daisy as he lifted her up. The girl mentioned she had things to do, but he doubted it could more important than her health and crime report. ”I just want to be sure there is no lasting damage. Besides, as a healer, I would advise you against doing anything of importance at the moment anyway.” To make sure he didn’t doubt the girl’s competence in general but rather worried about the injury, he added, ”With all that dizzy feeling.”
Daisy was tiny, and the distance to the Hospital wasn’t that long, so despite Clifford wasn’t particularly strong, he was sure the trip would go smoothly. Without breaks to rest and catch his breath.
To somewhat distract the girl from pain and dizziness, Clifford asked, ”What is that you need to do, miss? Secret carnival preparations? If you don't mind me asking, of course.” Daisy could be an acrobat, he thought. Or a falconer. Although her red hair would suit a fire-breather, Clifford doubted the girl was one. And definitely not a fake fortune teller, she seemed too straightforward and honest for that.
Daisy was tiny, and the distance to the Hospital wasn’t that long, so despite Clifford wasn’t particularly strong, he was sure the trip would go smoothly. Without breaks to rest and catch his breath.
To somewhat distract the girl from pain and dizziness, Clifford asked, ”What is that you need to do, miss? Secret carnival preparations? If you don't mind me asking, of course.” Daisy could be an acrobat, he thought. Or a falconer. Although her red hair would suit a fire-breather, Clifford doubted the girl was one. And definitely not a fake fortune teller, she seemed too straightforward and honest for that.