[Training] measuring the distance between

Maea

Waking from the dream
Witnessing the smoke that's rolling in

His concern was touching, if not entirely necessary. But she let him fuss for a bit with a patient smile, accepting the healing when offered, and eventually reached for her gown. "It's alright, I'm quite sturdy despite what it looks like," she reassured him, as she pulled the garment over her head. "Don't they say that the cuts of a dull blade leave worse scars? If anything, I'm grateful to you for not going easy on me."
Slipping the cuff from her arm, Maea offered it back to him with only the briefest pang of regret. "That's a really nice piece of magic. Thank you for allowing me to try it!" She would have to think about getting something like it for herself, perhaps with a bit extra range to compensate for her limited reach.

"What will you be doing now?" If he was leaving then so be it. If not, though, she would be more than happy to join him for a while longer. The friction her past actions had added between them was something she regretted deeply; if given half a chance to keep making amends, Maea wouldn't hesitate to accept.

The end is what you fear
The scent of embers lingers in the air