Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
"I still find it endearing, at least. So you can sleep soundly knowing that you're not a bother to me," Vai says with a wink, carefully soaking the cloth in the hot water and adding a few drops of something that smells like peppermint bark, but undoubtedly has more medicinal qualities than that. The witch falls appropriately silent to hear his story regarding what had happened, her brow furrowing a little. "Those relics are going to kill people before the war even starts," she mumbles, leaning in to kiss his forehead.
"I'm sorry," she says, though whether she's sorry that Remi lost control of himself or just sorry that he just got hurt is unclear. "Alright, just... let me know if you need a break." Sitting back, Vai doesn't waste any time. There's no way to clean off the dry blood and gunk stuck to the injury other than to carefully press and soak it off, but that's neither going to be quick or painless.
"Once this is clean I'll do what I can with my magic, to chase away the infection that has started. I might need to stitch your hand manually though," she mutters.
"I'm sorry," she says, though whether she's sorry that Remi lost control of himself or just sorry that he just got hurt is unclear. "Alright, just... let me know if you need a break." Sitting back, Vai doesn't waste any time. There's no way to clean off the dry blood and gunk stuck to the injury other than to carefully press and soak it off, but that's neither going to be quick or painless.
"Once this is clean I'll do what I can with my magic, to chase away the infection that has started. I might need to stitch your hand manually though," she mutters.
and the sun
will rise
will rise
