Not having the patience to wait for the healer, Syryn went back to her to enquire about what was to be done about his condition.
"Ah Syryn, just the man I wanted to speak to."
The healer was binding a merman's arm when the mage was ushered in by an apprentice.
"If you're busy, I could return later," Syryn told her.
The healer patted the merman on his shoulder. "Tell your wife I sent my regards." She looked back up at Syryn and gestured to the seat that was being vacated.
"Syryn, I have good news and bad news."
The mage shrugged at her. The enormity of the revelations that were made to him by the oracle made everything else pale in comparison. Good news, bad news, they were all the same to him.
"Bad news first? The healer asked him." She was a sympathetic mermaid with a kind face and it made her suitable for her profession as a healer.
"Sure."
