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Saraf nodded, "People are more likely to go through with the challenge if they will benefit with it in the end." From what he saw it was the best way to get people to do things without as much of a fuss... not that he thought Arima was a fussy sort. He just offered her the bet so that she would stick around and they would have the same healer for longer then a week or so. They really needed to find a healer that was more up their alley... but for now he felt that Arima might work. If she could put up with him then she could put up with anyone or so he hoped.

Lifting his eyebrow as she said that she'd only 'stab him a few times' which was... good? Here was to hoping that she wasn't going to 'stab him' all that much he though tot himself before he said, "Yeah, I'm fine with it or I wouldn't have volunteered as your first sacrifice." He said with a bit of a grin.

"Stretch?" He asked, then couldn't help but laugh, "Is this really a test for do you just want to see me flex, Arima?" He asked as he did what she told him to do, stretching out, moving his arms, and jokingly flexed from time to time as well. He supposed if it was a part of the check up that he would do it but no reason not to tease the healer just a bit. It would allow her to get used to the teasing that she was sure to get by others. At the mention of dehydration he said, "That can be one of the biggest threats out here so we do our best to get a lot of water from the various oasis around here. We tend to take turns doing that particular job since it can be a bit on the boring side."

Glancing over her as he went about the stretches he asked, "As a healer the results are for your eyes and that of your patients only, right?"

Saraf couldn't help but to be amused by the reactions from Arima, especially given the fact that they seemed twofold. First she was agreeing with him that 'yes, yes' she just wanted to see him flex... and then seemed to realize what she'd agreed to and got all flustered. Giving a nod he continued through some stretches, to show her that he was in fact able to use all of his limbs correctly and without any issues. He'd been injured before in the past, that was just the way of things, but nothing that really bothered him when it came to his various limbs. Here was to hoping that she felt the same and didn't find something minimal that was 'wrong' and decided that it needed treatment or something.

"Once we are done here I will show you were you go to get water rations... unless you have a spell to conjure up water? If you do I can tell you that you will be quite popular out here." He thought on that a moment, wondering if maybe it was a spell she should keep to herself if it was one that she knew. He didn't want people trying to turn the camp's doctor into a walking oasis after all.

"Hm... good." That she would keep any and all information to herself was a good thing, it meant that he wouldn't have to worry about her blabbing to the wrong person. While those that mattered the most to this unit knew there was a chance outsiders might become a bother to him and then he'd have to prove to them that he wasn't some weak child that needed pampering. As she came to stand before him, telling him that she could be trusted and that she wanted to help he starred for a long moment, then gave a little sigh, "There is no helping. I've been to many healers in my life, since I was a prentice and first got the injury. The most that was able to be done was staving off the inevitable... which came to pass with time."

Lifting a hand he made a motion to the eye that had the scar over it, "I am blind in one eye. The Captain is aware of this, he's trained with me to make sure that it's not a vulnerability though. I can hold my own in a fight even with this eye." She was the first one he'd told since the Captain so here was to hoping that she kept her word and didn't share the information with anyone.

Saraf said, "You needn't worry about it too much, I am sure that if you do everyone will end up bothering you for water all the time when we have a system for getting it." He didn't want her to be hassled when she'd likely already be as far as healing went. The fact that she was willing to actually try to pick up such spells though was... nice. It really made it feel like she was definitely going to try to stick around for a bit. Something that he found he liked the sound of, though he wouldn't say as much out loud.

As he asked her about the injury being so bad he nodded, "A violent blow to the side of my head that sort of... knocked the lights out on one side. It wasn't completely blind for a while, I saw silhouettes and shadows mostly, but even that faded with time. It's actually a bit better now, the sight I had in the eye was... distracting at best. As for pain, no, it doesn't hurt at all anymore so you needn't worry, Arima." Even the over all anger he felt in general toward the Shifters had faded for the most part.

The commotion outside the tent, which he would put money on was Vaina, caused him to turned toward the sound... and as he did that it seemed that Arima panicked a bit more then him. He turned toward her, watching with his good eye as she tried to escape and then ended up tripping over herself and falling toward him. Giving a sigh he stepped forward, arms out, and caught the strange girl to keep her from falling, "Are you going to be alright?" He asked, doing his best not to laugh though there was a bit of a smirk on his face as he asked the question.

Saraf found himself a bit amused by all of Arima's reactions, how out of sorts she was able to make herself not only by her own words but also by her clumsy actions. Giving a smile he said, "Your welcome, Arima." He said, watching her as she seemed to be trying to get herself back into sorts, as well as try to figure out what she'd been doing before her fall.

"You were watching me flex and such? For medical purposes, of course." He answered when she asked what it was that they had been doing. A moment later she seemed to recall what they were actually doing and gave him the go ahead, saying that he was in 'fine shape' despite his eye. It seemed as though he was being dismissed unless there was something else that he wanted to talk about 'health wise' and he gave a shake of his head, "I am quite alright. Just remember, it's our little secret." No reason for anyone save for the two of them and the Captain to know about his eye after all, not when it wasn't a big deal if you asked Saraf. Especially given that the standing Oban army wasn't even training for war anymore these days.

After glancing around for a moment he said, "Since it seems we are done I can head out and send in the next person if you'd like? Or would you like some time to get things in order first?"

Saraf thought on that for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah, once you see some of the others I am sure that you will forget all about me. The Captain especially." He gave a little chuckle, a chuckle that turned to a full laugh as she mentioned the things that a healer had to inspect. Now that made him feel a bit bad for her... especially given how far the group was away from the best bathing facilities. The best they had out here was the occasional deep oasis to clean up in. He kept that thought to himself though instead merely saying, "Good luck with all of your... inspections."

Giving a nod of his head Saraf said, "One hour then. That will give me time to do a quick sweep of the place so that I can figure out who would be the best to send in first." Those who were in need of a doctor visit would get priority and then he would go from there. Volunteers first, though by the end he'd see to it that everyone had at least a quick once over provided that she stuck around long enough to give everyone their check ups. It seemed as though she wanted to stay, was determined to in fact, so it might all work out!

Heading for the door to the tent he gave pause, glancing over his shoulder at her, then looked away as he said, "It was nice to see you again, Arima, even if the circumstances were surprising ones." With that he headed out, leaving the Matorian woman to her work.