And you saved me, well.

[ Through the page of the journal, the faint sounds of dragon screeching can be heard; Dany's children swoop and soar just outside of her window, circling the small tower as she leans against the sill and speaks, her response tempered with modesty. ]

I am glad that they mend. I only did what the healer who gave you the supplies to treat would bid of anyone to do.