"Healing artes in my world -- healing magic -- sees primary use on the battlefield," Raine said, venturing something of an explanation. "And only a few of the kedan can learn to use them. If you were willing to teach, you could do a great deal of good. Not only for now, but for the future of this world, as well."

A flash of metal in the sunlight, and Raine detoured from Simon's side to look closer, but it was a dropped coin, nothing like what they were looking for. She fell back into step, considering, eyes still flickering over the stalls and the path. "What's your world called?" she asked, as both a point of genuine curiosity and conversation while they searched. "Many Foreigners are from some version of Earth, but not all."