[Device... right. Okay. This, she can do. Taking a deep breath, Lup grabs Honerva's communicator and hurriedly checks whatever recent document was being used, scrolling through the relevant notations. For Honerva to tell her to look for them, rather than saying it was a matter of minutes ago, has the alarm bells already ringing: that it's something else, similar but different enough that it would explain why she didn't come home to a corpse. A delayed death is still a death, though, and the signs all point in the direction of Silverpoint, so that still leaves a need for something beyond her capabilities.
Gently she presses a hand to Honerva's shoulder, urging her back.]
Lie down, I'm gonna check around, see if we can get you on the mend.
[She hopes. Gods, but she hopes. Who does healing? She knows precious few. Didn't Cor and his king open a shop for that recently? Worth a shot, at least... lifting Honerva's comm to her ear, she gives him a call.]
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Gently she presses a hand to Honerva's shoulder, urging her back.]
Lie down, I'm gonna check around, see if we can get you on the mend.
[She hopes. Gods, but she hopes. Who does healing? She knows precious few. Didn't Cor and his king open a shop for that recently? Worth a shot, at least... lifting Honerva's comm to her ear, she gives him a call.]