When the Healer returned to their garden later then normal, rubbing a tired hand down his face, and heaving a massive sigh as he trekked up the path to their home, he was met by a small voice that had him jumping nearly out of his own skin.
"You need a break."
"I do."
He held his hands out for their fledgling and she scurried over to let herself be picked up.
"You need to be in bed."
"I do."
She laid her head on his shoulder.
"Why don't we take a break together big brother?"
"That sounds like a grand idea, little one."
"I know it does. I thought of it."