"I've considered it many times," she answers with a sigh. "I've always put it off because I've been so busy." And she has a feeling that will come back to haunt her someday. Someday, someone will be bleeding on the field of battle and she'll be able to do nothing but press a cloth to the wound, feeling useless.

Ellana watches him twirl the rod with a faint smile. "I'm a natural at fire spells. But you're saying they wanted you to be a healer and you didn't start enjoying it until after they made you?"