and there she was, living, despite it all
Phoebe smiled a little. It seemed he was in good enough spirits despite feeling clearly unwell. "Only a little. I've seen my fair share of exhausted, hungover fellows laying about the foyer before." she said with a light laugh. It really wasn't that hard to spot, especially when it happened with predictable regularity within the walls of the brothel. Such was an aspect of the work from what she understood.
The midwife only grinned at his question. "Far from it. My name's Phoebe. I'm the former Madame here - the one who trained Maeve on the business." she said, reaching out to place a hand on his forehead. Perhaps he had a slight fever, but not enough of one to be terribly concerned. Though, without realizing it, her own want to see him on the mend began to trigger the dormant abilities Frey had imbued her with. Healing magic seeped from her hand and into Finn's body, causing the affected cells within to begin healing and regenerating. Though well before Finn noticed any sort of improvement in his health, it was the intense surge of physical pleasure that would likely clue him in at least to something happening.
The midwife only grinned at his question. "Far from it. My name's Phoebe. I'm the former Madame here - the one who trained Maeve on the business." she said, reaching out to place a hand on his forehead. Perhaps he had a slight fever, but not enough of one to be terribly concerned. Though, without realizing it, her own want to see him on the mend began to trigger the dormant abilities Frey had imbued her with. Healing magic seeped from her hand and into Finn's body, causing the affected cells within to begin healing and regenerating. Though well before Finn noticed any sort of improvement in his health, it was the intense surge of physical pleasure that would likely clue him in at least to something happening.
Phoebe
