If I see them, I will let them know. I promise. And if you happen to see a boy, Prince Javan. He needs me. He's....[Tavis stops himself, refusing to use the word crippled to describe his young charge.] He's only twelve.

[Seeing the man in pain, he starts to get to work, only to be interrupted yet again. God he missed Javan, the boy was used to working with him, out of necessity. He was so very good at relaxing and letting Tavis work. This man on the other hand seemed unable to do so. Quickly tracing nerves out from the man's spine, he counted and numbed the man's pain, and probably everything else for the moment. He opened his eyes, starting to get annoyed.]

Trying to fix you, which would honestly be a lot easier without the constant interruptions. Are you still in pain?