Sloane rolled her head to the side, eyebrows quirked. She heard what he said, of course, but wasn't sure what to say exactly. "Does it matter to you?" Doing something for himself, or doing it because he lost his sister to illness didn't seem too far off in her mind. Their losses were different, Lester had his sister for a good chunk of his life whereas Sloane had lost Sawyer in infancy, no memories whatsoever.

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to fix something somebody else couldn't." Becoming a healer to help other people who were ill so they didn't have to suffer the loss he had was pretty noble in her opinion. She could have been way off the mark in that assumption though.