*A little flea approaches, whimpering slightly in pain. Instead of flying as fleas usually do, they are limping slightly.
Help… I flew into a wall… dizzy and can’t fly anymore…
Bzzt?! A small flea on the outskirts of Bellhart?! Why is this subject away from it's caravan?! Allow me to heal you, so that you may return yet again, and stay there this time, lest you impede our progress!
Yarnaby grabs the poor flea and places it on the ground and does nothing. She merely waits until the dizziness has subsided.
Do you feel healed? Good! Now fly back






