Winter remains furtively toward the back of the group until others have asked, but once the others have spoken, she steps forward and presents an old canvas backpack stuffed full of potions and poultices, bandages and herbal remedies from Pre-Healer Studies. Atop all that heavier stuff, there's also a deck of cards and a chain of spring daisies.

"Hope you're okay. I—I'm worried about Ms. Treetops, too," she says, after another moment. "Sh—that's not her. Not really."