This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
Had he said 'child', Seren would probably have scowled. But she could accept being young, just as her companion was, and so Harper was granted a thoughtful nod before the conversation went on. The sympathy and understanding was a balm, a warm blanket to nestle into as blood and torn flesh became the focus of their attention.
It shouldn't mean so much, that proud approval in his eyes when she guessed right. But it did, and unconsciously the girl's back straightened a notch. Taking note of the areas that were more prone to ligament damage, she frowned softly when he began talking about sutures.
"I have magic that could heal you," she said softly, keeping the voice quiet enough that passers-by would not hear. It was a confidence, a small secret entrusted; it was a fairly new development. "What I really want is to just make your wounds go away. But, since we're doing this..."
Nibbling at her lip, Seren looked up at Harper. Met his gaze, and weighed her options. "Do you trust me?" she asked suddenly. "I have a first aid kit, but we would have to go... elsewhere, to get it." And in any case, the open street was probably not the best place for experimental surgery anyway. Holding out her hand for him to take if he wished, she would let Harper choose; magic, no magic, or some magic.
It shouldn't mean so much, that proud approval in his eyes when she guessed right. But it did, and unconsciously the girl's back straightened a notch. Taking note of the areas that were more prone to ligament damage, she frowned softly when he began talking about sutures.
"I have magic that could heal you," she said softly, keeping the voice quiet enough that passers-by would not hear. It was a confidence, a small secret entrusted; it was a fairly new development. "What I really want is to just make your wounds go away. But, since we're doing this..."
Nibbling at her lip, Seren looked up at Harper. Met his gaze, and weighed her options. "Do you trust me?" she asked suddenly. "I have a first aid kit, but we would have to go... elsewhere, to get it." And in any case, the open street was probably not the best place for experimental surgery anyway. Holding out her hand for him to take if he wished, she would let Harper choose; magic, no magic, or some magic.
Seren
