[ Julia takes the invitation for what it is and after another few seconds of hesitation, she sits. It's only recently she's really grown comfortable being close to strangers again, something that used to be easy and she took for granted. It's quiet; she can't hear prayers. She can focus on him. ]

Too much, in a way. I'm not sure I could handle eternal night for long.

[ There is peace in it, although more so now that things are winding down and people are starting to go home. Julia rubs her hands together, fingers tangling together, and she turns to look at him, her dark hair in a simple braid. ]

I'm a healer. With ... magic. If you want, I could try to make it easier?

[ Julia doubts she has the current power to heal to the extent she could back home, her divinity is in a strange middle ground at the moment, but maybe something medium. ]