Vervain
More pieces of the story fall together, the information about the sea panther and the unicorn filling in much needed gaps in Vai’s knowledge. Much as she would like to give Zeph more of her attention, the fact that his joviality doesn’t lighten her expression any should say all it needs to about Sunjata’s prognosis. ”Would you be able to give me a hand?” she asks him in a low voice, glancing over her shoulder. ”There are bandages, dressings, that sort of thing in one of the cabinets.”
She takes a seat again next to the Flood, her hands already glowing brightly. ”Let’s see if we can’t put you to rights, huh? At least I wasn’t there to shoot you in the neck this time.” Reaching out, she slips one of her hands into Jata’s - yes, yes, a very sweet gesture, but it’s the hand that held the lightning rod she’s after, giving her something to ground her magic against. Her other hand moves to press against his chest over the unsteady gallop of his heartbeat, pouring power in to soothe away the internal damage as much as possible.
She takes a seat again next to the Flood, her hands already glowing brightly. ”Let’s see if we can’t put you to rights, huh? At least I wasn’t there to shoot you in the neck this time.” Reaching out, she slips one of her hands into Jata’s - yes, yes, a very sweet gesture, but it’s the hand that held the lightning rod she’s after, giving her something to ground her magic against. Her other hand moves to press against his chest over the unsteady gallop of his heartbeat, pouring power in to soothe away the internal damage as much as possible.
