Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
"Would it surprise you if I told you that it was?" Vai smiles to him, gently tousling his hair. That, of course, does turn into a gentle smack across the side of the head as they talk about Ronin's fingers, the witch scoffing to him and shaking her head. "Just for that, I'm going to stitch you up with a smile on my face," she informs him, stepping away briefly to get her supplies and returning to sit with him. She's not ready either, but unfortunately this is the last leg of his treatment.
While she stitches him, Vai tells a story that Remi has heard dozens of times, which is exactly the point. It's old ground for them, the twists and turns no longer a surprise, and by the time she's closed the wound on the side of his hand, she's winding the tale down again. "You are fighting fit," she declares softly, passing a hand over his arm for one last injection of healing magic, before she's done. "Don't do it again, mm?"
While she stitches him, Vai tells a story that Remi has heard dozens of times, which is exactly the point. It's old ground for them, the twists and turns no longer a surprise, and by the time she's closed the wound on the side of his hand, she's winding the tale down again. "You are fighting fit," she declares softly, passing a hand over his arm for one last injection of healing magic, before she's done. "Don't do it again, mm?"
and the sun
will rise
will rise
