Pike only half listened as the girl, Rey, explained why she didn't need healing because she was already pulling out her holy symbol and casting Healing Word. A golden wave of radiant light flew from her hand and encompassed Rey for a moment. It would only do a little, but hopefully it would help her breathe.

"Better?" Pike asked, "Smoke is tricky. The more exposure you've had to it, the worse your lungs get over time."

She looked down to the burned biscuits. "I do bake. My friends and I owned a bakery back home." She looked down to the burned biscuits and laughed, "Everyone has to start somewhere! I'd be happy to teach you. I've been thinking of making treats on a more regular basis."