Nodding to say that it was quite lovely to meet the Healer as well - hey, maybe it would be a nice meeting - Chyler mentally went over how she wanted to begin, opened her mouth to speak... And closed it quite swiftly as the kid next to her began to cry.

Er. what?

Blinking, she swiveled her green eyes to him and considered his tear stained cheeks, holding in a shudder. Hugging librarians, weepy six year olds... What was this? Suppressing an eye roll, the redhead turned back to Healer Moretti with an uncomfortable look. "Should I perhaps come back at a better time? I was quite looking forward to discussing Healing as a career but he's... crying," she stated, fisting her hands so as not to fidget.

Crying made Chyler very nervous. She didn't quite know how to react to the sniffling, teary eyed people who just let their emotion show so blatantly and therefore she preferred the safe option of scarpering in the other direction before things got messy. Or, technically, more messy. Since crying - on top of everything - was a very messy business. Ew.