[between the various people that were doing healings and the injured pouring in and getting back out to fight, Samantha was looking more than a little frazzled at points. Seeing Matsuri come into view gave her something to react to. At least it was someone she knew.

The burns didn't even make her flinch. She motioned to an empty chair and grabbed a poultice.]

Sit down. I'll treat that with this so there's a little less for the healers to deal with. We're trying to conserve their power as much as possible, just in case.

(OOC: I'd imagine it's safe to assume a real healer comes eventually, but it seemed a nice way for them to chat.)