[ It's difficult to move at all in a place so heavily warded against him, but he has orders. This isn't a question of whether he can do it, only that he must. He moves the woman onto the grass, putting his hands beneath her head to support it. ]

She breathed in smoke. [ He answers before he realises what he's doing. ] It made her throat- too small. The speakers couldn't stop to treat her, and my sister's medicine won't work.

[ The smoke was put there by the church. Fairy magic is struggling to budge it. ]