Elizabeth sat in the small clinic she had opened herself, her fingers tapping against each other as she watched the mysterious young woman walk in from the rain, slipping her cloak off. Her eyes flicked around the room, confused as what was occurring.

"Could I help you, Ma'am?"

Elizabeth spoke softly as she approached the woman, smiling at her kindly. People had told her she needed to work on her face, that her stone expression and matter of fact tone could be off putting. But she was kind, she promised. "Miss?" She spoke again.