Grace wasn’t sure what to expect when it came to her training, up until recently she had no idea what she wanted to do with her life and it was only from the guidance of one of her professors that she had even considered becoming a healer. So far it was going good, she was learning a lot and she was enjoying herself. That afternoon she had been assigned to do small check ups on patients who only had minor injuries or illnesses, something she could manage. Skimming the clipboard in her hand she walked into her next room, “Hello, I’ve just come to check up on a few-... seriously.” She sighed, shaking her head. “Are you sure you’re not following me.”