[ She's not a healer, never has been. Her powers were more suited for something else and she's never mastered the art of healing anyway. So the most Davina can offer is her knowledge on spells and potions, poultices and first aid for injuries. It's kind of helpful, other than the fact that the ingredients they need are either (a)non-existent or (b)under a different name and she needs to resort to legwork in the library.
This time around, however, a few of the ingredients she needed put her in the same place as Haein—and obviously, the not-so-discreet conversation that's happening in the area. And well, she's not sanctimonious enough to pretend that she's never done this before.
After all, she's well-versed with projection spells and has used it more than once to spy on others.
Her gaze briefly flickers on the male in front of her (and she's seen him move around the dining hall here and there), hands moving through the bundles of herbs and bottles of liquids on the table with ease, and then it flickers to the two men talking. She says nothing for a while as she listens on in, though she may absently grab a few items from the table that Haein is trying to procure and/or swat his hand away. ]
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This time around, however, a few of the ingredients she needed put her in the same place as Haein—and obviously, the not-so-discreet conversation that's happening in the area. And well, she's not sanctimonious enough to pretend that she's never done this before.
After all, she's well-versed with projection spells and has used it more than once to spy on others.
Her gaze briefly flickers on the male in front of her (and she's seen him move around the dining hall here and there), hands moving through the bundles of herbs and bottles of liquids on the table with ease, and then it flickers to the two men talking. She says nothing for a while as she listens on in, though she may absently grab a few items from the table that Haein is trying to procure and/or swat his hand away. ]