[Liem finishes off the last of his tea as Carmine begins laboriously to stack her gathered dishes. Without any other obvious signs of injury aside from her fingers, he attributes her painstaking pace to her attenuated condition, and wonders how long it will take for her to recover her energy. After all, she’s right; although the Regent’s aions are more than simple soldiers, she’ll need to improve her physical condition to serve competently.]

Your wellness is a priority, [he confirms.] If you have health needs beyond food, rest, and exercise, I can show you to the infirmary as well.

[There is a slight note of distaste in his voice as he makes this offer; although he mostly masks his discomfort, this is not a place he relishes going. Nonetheless, if Carmine has some ongoing condition that is contributing to her poor health, he would be remiss not to account for it in his role as guide.]

There are also a couple of other aions here who might be able to heal your fingers with magic, if you meet them in person. Emet-Selch is one. Father Paul is another.

[Taking one last long sip, he finishes the remainder of his tea and gestures at her collection of dishes.]

I can carry those, if you’re ready to go.