"Do you truly wish me to tell you?" Arha asked and then frowned gently--the healer in her wished to fix, she could feel it building. "It would be best if Luke told you if you do not al--" She reached out slow enough so that the woman would see her coming, and sent a careful thread of healing to wipe the threatening headache away. Her fingers barely brushed Mara's temples before they were gone and only the tingling warmth remained. "--ready know."

Her expression was vaguely apologetic.

"You need a clear head, if you are to deal with this ship and the issues you will face."