[SE] no one mourns the Void

Panacea

Panacea blinked at the woman in front of her, then turned her head to stare back down at the object she had been cleaning off. She could see how it could be a bench. Something that people may use to honor their deceased loved one, while offering a place to rest and spend time. Huh

Looking back at the woman, Panacea notes that she is now standing up right, and a little less in her personal space. She sighs "I am sure it would be a lot easier. Unfortunately I don't have the magic to do that." It is not often that Panacea wishes for the magic she has seen and heard about. She is proud of her shifting, and what she can do with it for her goals and for the people she helps. This was definitely a situation where she wished she had magic.

Raising her eyebrows to this new, strange walking ball of energy and light "If you have the time, I am sure who ever is resting here, and their family would appreciate the help if you can." She sweeps her arm towards the bench. "This may take me all day with a rag and some water. I would love to do this area justice, but I am afraid I may be limited."

// He who has health, has hope. He who has hope, has everything. //
// Take a breath and let the rest come easy //