Xaine
"Xaine." The nervous boy blurts out, before wincing a little. He had been hoping to keep his name until after (and if) he passed the selection, so that in case he made a fool of himself, he would at least have anonymity. But right now, his mouth was moving faster than his brain.
"That would be the most direct way..." He says with a shrug. "But the priests might have other methods of accessing the competence of fellow priests. I wouldn't really know, since I'm not a healer."
He pauses for a while before wincing again. "Oh wait, I am a healer... well a quasi-healer at any rate." By now, it was apparent that his mouth was running circles around his brain. "But I'm not a priest so I still don't know."