The shorter-than-average Elezen woman lowered her head, blushing at his quick witted humor. Â She smiled and let out a soft, amused chuckle as she reached behind her for her staff. Â She approached the Highlander a bit closer, studying over him for a moment before finding a good place to start on his arm. Â She raised her hand, hovering it away from the wound as she began to focus.
She watched the wound begin to rise, dry out, and very slowly come together. Â The Highlander would feel very little of what was happening, maybe the sensation of movement on his skin. Â The wound closed, leaving a thin scar in its place. Â The Elezen smiled at her work, then went about looking for another place to fix. Â She smirked very faintly as she realized she had a long way to go before he was fully patched up.
"You should be more careful when trying to get dressed in the morning," she said jokingly, shocked at her own sudden outgoing nature. Â She was impressed with herself for that one.
She watched the wound begin to rise, dry out, and very slowly come together. Â The Highlander would feel very little of what was happening, maybe the sensation of movement on his skin. Â The wound closed, leaving a thin scar in its place. Â The Elezen smiled at her work, then went about looking for another place to fix. Â She smirked very faintly as she realized she had a long way to go before he was fully patched up.
"You should be more careful when trying to get dressed in the morning," she said jokingly, shocked at her own sudden outgoing nature. Â She was impressed with herself for that one.
