I have never feared the storm
Sah was glad to see Brokkrid tuck into his provisions. She had offered to train, but part of him was now wondering why she had done so, given that she must have already been tired from getting lost.
He didn't have time ot consider it further when she started taking off her shirt. His eyes widened at her question, and he flushed slightly, caught off guard. "No. Thankfully not. That'd certainly make the use of healing magic in combat far more difficult." Gods, he couldn't imagine if the only way to heal someone dying on the battlefield was to strip them down. Small mercies.
His brow furrowed as he took in the bruise on her side that he most certainly hadn't given her. Seeing the damage, Sah easily focused on the task at hand, hardly noticing the redness of her face. "I just have to touch you for a moment." Reaching out, the hybrid gently gripped one of her shoulders. Closing his eyes and focusing, he let the warmth of his healing magic wash over Brokkrid. It was the weakest of his magics, but it was still enough to fully mend her bruises and scrapes. Any aches should also be mostly alleviated.
Letting go, Sah sat back on his heels. Tilting his head, he scanned her briefly, "How does that feel? Better?" If she was fine now, he could probably start leading her out of the Labyrinth.
He didn't have time ot consider it further when she started taking off her shirt. His eyes widened at her question, and he flushed slightly, caught off guard. "No. Thankfully not. That'd certainly make the use of healing magic in combat far more difficult." Gods, he couldn't imagine if the only way to heal someone dying on the battlefield was to strip them down. Small mercies.
His brow furrowed as he took in the bruise on her side that he most certainly hadn't given her. Seeing the damage, Sah easily focused on the task at hand, hardly noticing the redness of her face. "I just have to touch you for a moment." Reaching out, the hybrid gently gripped one of her shoulders. Closing his eyes and focusing, he let the warmth of his healing magic wash over Brokkrid. It was the weakest of his magics, but it was still enough to fully mend her bruises and scrapes. Any aches should also be mostly alleviated.
Letting go, Sah sat back on his heels. Tilting his head, he scanned her briefly, "How does that feel? Better?" If she was fine now, he could probably start leading her out of the Labyrinth.
Sah
