[He guesses... if she feels as awful as she looks, that makes sense. Especially if it's related to the corruption surrounding the tree... Ferran frowns with some concern.]

I'll see if there's something that might help where they've set up the infirmary.

[He's delivered a lot of supplies, but he doesn't have the knowledge of what of that exactly would be useful or he'd just copy it right here and now. Something... less courteous than worry crosses his expression when she mentions the others, but it passes quickly enough. He pauses a moment to let her finish coughing before continuing, just to make sure nothing worse is going to happen.]

They're fine. Maya managed to carry you out of the tree, but... her leg turned to glass.