Stranger, still, that Daithi is simply visiting. The healer pulls back the tent flap to allow Daithi through first. The interior is organized and tidied again. He places the blanket down on the made cot, then gathers his robes to sit on one of the stumps inside. The accommodations are sparse at best, but in the field one cannot expect more, so Brigham does not comment.

In his nervousness? excitement? (neither quite right, yet nor entirely wrong) - he has forgotten his weariness, at least for the moment, but has not forgotten Daithi's. "You've been busy today, then?"