"Meari, that's it!" Trudy nodded when Molly said the name, then made a frace. "Crap indeed... well, let's just hope that whatever she wanted to show you didn't disappear in the meantime." She thought about it some more - the Tree, yes... by now Trudy knew pretty well how important the Sacred Tree was for the Na'vi, for Eywa, for the whole damn moon they were sitting on. And how much it had to mean to Molly to really get close to it. "I'm sorry you missed that", she said. "And I don't want this chance to get away from you - you've saved my life out there, cause I think I wouldn't have made it on my own, was just to stubborn to give up, but that shouldn't ruin your chance of a visit to that Tree."
She frowned. "You think it helps if you drop me off at the shack first and then go and talk to your parents and then Meari or whoever else might know me? Waltzing in with an injured human in tow might indeed rais a few eyestripes."
****Back at the Well of Souls****
Slowly, very slowly things calmed down a bit in the healer's area at the Well of Souls. The critical cases were either on their long way to getting better, had given their spirit to Eywa and some were on their journey to the Tompa'tanhi to see if the healers there could do something for them. Some of the more lucky ones had already left the area and now were in the care of their families. So, while still none of the healers had something even remotely close to boredom, the frantic activity of the last days had slowed down to normal busy activity and some of the healers even realized that they might have the chance to catch up on their missing sleep.
Meari used the chance to check more often the sleeping Dreamwalker in the niche. She didn't know why, but somehow she had made Grace her very own special patient, the one case that touched her spirit even more than patients usually did.
And then she had met Molly, the young Dreamwalker girl. Of course Molly's case was very different from Grace's. Where the Toktor's tawtute spirit had gone to Eywa Molly's spirit somehow had ended up being part of what made the girl now. But there also was the fact that they both were Dreamwalkers who didn't have a tawtute sharing their body, they were on their own. What you saw was all there was to see and See. And maybe, just maybe, Molly knew anything that might help Grace to somehow... Meari didn't know exactly what Molly could even help with, but she was a healer by heart and would take any straw if it might help one of her patients.
And if it just was something that might feel the resting Dreamwalker more comfortable in the dream she now shared with the Tree and Eywa.