Fiona’s healing heart was connected to this place, constantly calling her back again and again. The lavender girl may wear the title Champion of Community, but she would always carry herself with a Caretaker’s gentleness, always keep an eye out for herbs and plants with medicinal properties on her walks through Terrastella. She would always reach out to anyone in need, and that was a part of her that she felt could only be enhanced by her new position. Now, she had the opportunity to reach farther, to reach more citizens, than ever before. If it gave her the chance to help even one more person than she would have otherwise, she would be okay with it.

She had made her way through the swamp, following the lilies Vespera had left to help those who were lost and in need to find their way. Fiona used the lifts, waited for herself to be cleared and pushed deeper into the interior of the hospital toward some of the rooms that lacked a clear purpose. After her first visit here, she had returned more than once just to acquaint herself, to converse with the healers, to meet with the occasional patient, even to make friends with the lemurs of Vespera’s creation. This time, however, Fiona had a purpose.

She was here to meet Atreus, the man of silver and red who was still a mystery to her. His name had only been revealed to her at the meeting where they had both been given Champion positions, and even since then she had not seen much of him but in passing. Still, the healer occupied many of her thoughts and when he’d asked for her assistance today, Fiona could not have turned him down. It was why she had come prepared, her notebook tucked safely into a satchel with a few pens, all her knowledge at the forefront of her brain. She wasn’t sure exactly what he needed from her, but she would help in whatever way she could.

Writing.