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a nice girl who is definitely your age ([personal profile] fishingforcompliments) wrote in [community profile] elibe 2020-12-24 04:11 pm (UTC)

[Flayn sucks in a breath when the last of his layers and the bandages come away. Oh. Oh, that's...]

It looks bad.

[The words themselves are a little blunt, but her tone of voice is more gentle and concerned than anything else. Her expression is much the same - there's still traces of exhaustion in it that can't be fully wiped out, but concern is at the forefront. It's healed well enough for the amount of time that has passed, and considering that Claude most certainly hasn't been resting as someone who was hurt so badly ought to, but still.

It makes her stone heart ache to see it. But she can do something about it, can't she? Her power exists to ease others' pain.

So, taking a breath, she gets right to work.

What this magic really does is stimulate the body's natural healing process. It encourages his skin to knit together, to smooth itself over and (hopefully) not leave too obvious a scar; it sinks under his skin, soothing the aches and pains of his bruises, lightening them up. As she works, her own Crest activates - that, hopefully, will help.

Flayn will keep at it for as long as he lets her, heedless of the fact that her exhaustion is threatening to overtake her. She ignores the way her hands tremble from time to time, and the way her vision is a little blurry at the edges. She can do this. She has to do this.

...but she only has so much magical energy; much of it was used on Seteth the night before, and she's recovered some on their journey so far, but she's not in tip-top shape. It's not perfect, but hopefully, it will be enough to ease the rest of his way back to Almyra.]

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