Ah, it seemed that the young lady before him knew Rosamund better than he did. He chuckled at the thought. Wasn't he just a terrible uncle then? To be fair, their age gap was similar to that of his to his own sister and so he hardly felt like a true uncle sometimes. Upon hearing that she too was a healer, Beckett felt completely useless.

"It seems I am wholly unsuited to this situation, would you like me to help you find Rosamund then?" He laughed again as he waved the handkerchief off. "Keep it." Who knew how long it would take to find one of his family members to take a look at it.