Her queen Lyranth adds her soothing voice to Paeth's, wordless but comforting, like a mother's cooing. Shay finds a grateful smile for Shelli, glad for the help in restraining Rieth. She dabs numbweed on the worst of injuries, as their supply of numbweed has suddenly become much smaller when the amount is needed to practically smother a blue dragon and his rider. She glances around, but doesn't see any free weyrlings. Z'vi tries to catch her eye, but she deliberately avoids him. Just like the boy, trying to play the hero. Well, she wouldn't let him. She stares around, desperately searching for anyone. . .
