Sexual Healing

Somehow, Isla had thought he would say that - the healer even wore a faint smile as she nodded to him. "If you say so. I have something that will numb the area, but understandably it would be good if you didn't... move or wriggle about while I'm holding a scalpel to your balls." Still smirking, Isla glanced over her notes and the pages she had pinned open one more time before selecting her tools and the numbing agent and starting to get to work. It was a messy process, and by no means a short one. Devrum would be on Isla's gurney for another hour at least while the surgeon worked, using fine and delicate tools on what was arguably the most delicate parts of the bear's anatomy. When the final stitch was in place and the last of the blood dabbed away, Isla sat back and let out a long, tired sigh. "It's all done," she said. "As for whether it worked... give it a few weeks before you try anything strenuous, okay?" Rising to her feet, she moved away to wash her hands, returning with a towel wrapped in ice which she set unceremoniously in Dev's lap. "How are you feeling?" Isla the flesh is weak