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Amber folded her hands on her lap. "She's going to be alright." she finally said to the orphans surrounding her.

Kristoff nodded from his position on the couch. Behind it stood Elizabeth and Antonia. Jason had fallen asleep against Kristoff's side. Cypher stood in a corner looking like he was sulking. One couldn't really tell which.

Connor was standing next Amber, watching her with an interest. Chris sat on the unoccupied side of Kristoff. Mitchell stood next to the couch Kristoff was sitting on, picking his nails, trying not to look worried for the girl he had just met a day ago, even though according to the new mutant, she'd be fine. Adelheid stood brooding in the doorway to the kitchen next to Rayne. Kristoff sighed.

"Well, seeing as our telepath isn't currently conscious, I guess you'll have to tell us about yourself the old-fashioned way." Amber raised an eyebrow, before twisting a firey red strand of hair between two of her fingers.

"My name is Amber Wish." She didn't say anything else. Kristoff opened his mouth to make some snarky comment, but Rayne spoke first.

"I'm gonna assume you're thinking tit for tat. In which case, My name is Alison Rayne Evans." Amber smiled as Rayne voiced exactly what the healer had been thinking. Slowly the other children introduced themselves.

"Kristoff Martin, and this little one here is Jason."

"I'm Antonia James," Antonia said quietly.

"Elizabeth Chase," Elizabeth said cheerily.

"Chris Sanders."

"Adelheid Krieger.

"I'm Mitchell Ratch, and this is my twin, Connor." Connor looked to his twin, frowning slightly. Amber nodded as they all introduced themselves.

"I'm from Texas. I found out about my mutation when I was eight, and ran away at ten after I couldn't save my best friend from drowning." She looks so serious and business-like at this announcement, it prompts Kristoff to frown.

"That's hardly abnormal, here with us," he muttered darkly. She raised an eyebrow. Jabbing a thumb at Rayne, Kristoff spoke with the same low tone. "She accidentally killed her mother at eight. He-" Kristoff then pointed to Mitchell, "burned down an entire orphanage in his sleep. Chris here ran away from home at nine, and ran into a few bad people, resulting in that scar." He meant the x-shaped scar on Chris' chin. "She burned her house down, which killed her family, and the left-half of her face got burned as a result."

Elizabeth self-consciously pulled at the bangs hanging half-way down her face, hiding her burns and blue eye. Connor had moved to stand next to Mitchell and put a comforting hand on his arm. Chris stared at the wall opposite, and Antonia stared at her feet.

"...And there's no need to be ashamed for any of it." Everyone's gaze snapped to look at Kristoff. He shook his head. "It's not our fault. We were young. We didn't know what we were doing."

And we still don't.

Antonia gasped, and Elizabeth's automatically put up a pair, stepping in front of Antonia. "It's just Callie," Cypher said, speaking up for the first time. His silver eyes passed over the other children curiously, as if their reactions surprised him.

Yes. It's only me.

"You're alright!" exclaimed Mitchell.

I am.

"Wait," Kristoff said, frowning in realization. "Why aren't your eyes open?"

I'm afraid my body hasn't quite healed up yet.

"No," agreed Amber, "It won't be healthy for about an hour."

Well, Ms. Wish, Ty'Reya.

"It is my duty," murmured Amber.

"Can I ask what's going on, or am I the only one who doesn't get it?" Mitchell said. Chris grinned.

"Under normal circumstances, yes, you are the only one who doesn't get it." Mitchell glared towards Chris.

Amber is among few mutants that are known as healers. If I'm correct from what I've seen in her mind, she was born with unnatural knowledge of the human body, yes?

Amber nodded, seemingly unfazed by the announcement that Callie had been in her head.

"That doesn't answer the whole weird word thing," said Kristoff.

Ah, yes, I suppose I neglected to mention they have their own language.

"Do they all use water to heal?" asked Connor, subconciously swirling a small marble sized ball of water between his pointer and thumb.

"No," answered Amber, "That particular is unique to each healer."

"So what does Ty'Reya mean?" Wondered Elizabeth. Antonia looked rather thoughtful.

"It must be some kind of thanks. It's how patients express gratitude, right?"

Close, I believe the exact translation is along the line of 'A thousand thanks, great one?'

Amber nodded in agreement. "It's along those lines." For a moment, Amber's expression looked rather forlorn. "I haven not encountered anyone who spoke the tongue in many years." Kristoff's nose crinkled.

"You can't be that old." Amber shrugged.

"Her name was Jewel. She used diamonds to heal. That was about two months after I ran away. You are the only mutants I have encountered since." Kristoff nodded, careful not to nudge Jason who was still sound asleep on his lap.

Liar. Amber flinched at the accusation, knowing Callie had said this only to her.

'Look in my memories telepath, and tell me you want your orphans to learn of mutants like these.'

You want to stay, that, I can accept. But you are here for another reason, and I want an explanation.

'Well when you put it like that, Ms. Stern, why not simply take what you want?'

"Everyone, I'd appreciate a little privacy between Amber and I." The orphans gasped as Callie spoke these words, suddenly sitting up, albeit rubbing her forehead.

"Callie," began Kristoff as he gently picked up Jason, "I don't-"

"It's okay. I just need to talk to her, besides, if she pulls anything..." Callie trailed off, leaving the end of the sentence for the others to fill in. Rayne turned around in the doorway to go to one of the bedrooms, and Chris, Elizabeth, Antonia, Cypher, the tins, filed into the hallway. Kristoff followed, making sure not bump Jason against either side of the door frame. Adelheid stayed there for a minute looking suspiciously not only at Amber, but Callie as well.

'Tread carefully, Callie.' she thought, before departing from the sitting room as well.

Callie watched the red-headed girl with a silent intensity. It was a long time before she finally spoke.

"Explain to me why you're here." Amber nodded and swallowed.

"It is my duty to heal anyone as long as I am able. Never do my kind ask for repayment, simply being able to help others has always been enough for us; it has always been our way." Amber bit her lip, choosing her words carefully.

"I'm sorry that I am the first to break this pact among healers." She paused again, eyes sweeping over Callie, watching for a reaction on her face. Callie showed none.

"But I have saved your life, and in turn, I need your help to save another." Callie waved her on to continue.

"Her name is Robin Morrison..."

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