Celeste had remained quiet as she entered the meeting room and had a seat. Her head would swivel back and forth, finding Knight Dresari and Colonel Calderon as they spoke in turn. As the two men went over the specific, Celeste smiled to herself, they certainly did know what they were talking about. And, it seemed that both of them were quite at home with this sort of talk.
It was all a bit baffling to her, the soft-hearted healer that she was.
However, as a question was posed by Knight Dresari, Celeste straightened up in her seat. Her brows rose slightly as she listened, and she blew out a small breath.
“Our healers within the Silver Circle are highly trained, therefore our numbers are quite few.” She said, looking across to the Dusaro and Valkren. “As far as force healers, including myself, we have four Master Healers and two knights, with some apprentices in training...”
She trailed off, she wouldn't want to truly count the apprentice level healers. However, she knew that desperate times sometimes called for such measures. There was something to be said about 'field training,' but she certainly did not want to throw them to the wolves, so to speak.
“We do have a number of trained medical professionals as well,” Celeste continued, “They're a sharp bunch, I think they have wits quick enough to serve them well in such a battle setting. I assume that here are some field medics within the Rangers, too? We can use our healers to bolster the groups, where needed.”
This made her nervous, the protective, motherly instinct was felt deeply within. Celeste knew that her healers were also capable of protecting themselves and others, they knew what they were signing up for, but it troubled her just the same.