Karla blinked at the phone for a moment, not expecting the abrupt shift. But when she responded, there was no evidence of her surprise in her voice. "Well, if you have any ideas about how to do so without nearly ending the world, I'd be appreciative," she murmured wryly. "I don't think anyone will appreciate me devastating their Territories to fix my own."

"One thing I would like to do, though, while I'm there? If you know of anyone very ill or injured? I can Heal them, too. Not too many, because I'll probably be drained from Healing the land--" had Karla truly understood the magnitude of what happened, she would have used a better word than 'drained' "--but I should be able to Heal the very worst off." She paused, thinking furiously. "Could I use that? Could I say that in exchange for Healing them, they could help me somehow? So they don't feel like it was charity and we have some extra workers?" She tried not to sound over-excited, though she was more than a bit proud she'd thought of it herself.

Karla was very young sometimes.