"Healer!" You hear Jim say. "Please, wait! I need your help."
"I know why you have come." You reply. You can see it in his eyes. The sadness, the knowledge that a terrible tragedy is looming.
"Excellent!" He says, all cocky and sure of himself. He is a prince, after all. You glance at him for a moment, annoyed. All his life, he'd had everything handed to him. You've been forced to work hard, practice with your gift. Even with such an advantage as yourself, you've had to work so, so hard.
And this economy? Trash. Ruined, by the poor governmental leadership. You have no reason at all to help him, other than your own compassion. He's going to lose his father.
But is it really worth it for you to help?