His eyes brighten as he gently lifts her off the floor with his TK. "Flonq yes. Mornbein, forget that. We've got something you can get a fix on."

There's a moment's pause as Chichi settles on Cureall's shoulder and puts little feet up to lick her face between bursts of scolding, and then a black-edged portal opens to let the scruffy young half-elf into the room. She takes one look at the little spark, then smirks and steps back through her point of entry, which vanishes.