"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, even though the sound of it..."

As she hurried from room three to room one, Gabriella sang softly to herself. Perhaps she was just happy because the day was nearly done. Or maybe she was just remembering her time onstage in that small "Mary Poppins" role. Either way, the Healer was currently in one of her best moods as she click-clacked down to the corridor.

"Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down..."

On that note, she stopped singing and opened the door, her happy expression fading away as she heard the sound of Jake's hacking cough. "Oh, dear," she said, taking a seat on the stool next to the bed. The boy was ill---that much she could gather. Just how he'd gotten ill and all the symptoms he may or may not have was what she didn't know. "I hear you've developed a cough, but what are your other symptoms?"