[He's so dazed that when she surprises him by taking his hands instead of the earbud, he doesn't pull back. He just watches her, too dim and tired to anticipate or even spend time wondering about what she's going to do as she focuses. He doesn't really mind, or rather, doesn't really care. And the more the knifewound throbs the less and less he cares about what's happening to him or what she's doing to him.
The healing spell falls over him and he closes his eyes, relaxes into it without even thinking, almost thinks he could fall asleep. There's a strange sensation - healing doesn't hurt, but it feels like something as the blisters fill with plasma and scabs and then with fresh skin, healing in quick motion. His head goes clear, that queasy, vertiginous malaise and sensitivity parting to just lightheadedness and fatigue.
Then there's a pang that feels like getting stabbed all over again when the spell reaches the injury. It's as if his body fights the healing, like a rattlesnake striking back at the sweet feel. A pained cry stifles itself against the roof of his mouth and he grits his teeth.
As soon as she drops his hand it's back to the throbbing pain it was a moment before.]
What was that? [He looks vaguely alarmed, almost guilty to have hurt her, confused, grateful, shivering still.]
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The healing spell falls over him and he closes his eyes, relaxes into it without even thinking, almost thinks he could fall asleep. There's a strange sensation - healing doesn't hurt, but it feels like something as the blisters fill with plasma and scabs and then with fresh skin, healing in quick motion. His head goes clear, that queasy, vertiginous malaise and sensitivity parting to just lightheadedness and fatigue.
Then there's a pang that feels like getting stabbed all over again when the spell reaches the injury. It's as if his body fights the healing, like a rattlesnake striking back at the sweet feel. A pained cry stifles itself against the roof of his mouth and he grits his teeth.
As soon as she drops his hand it's back to the throbbing pain it was a moment before.]
What was that? [He looks vaguely alarmed, almost guilty to have hurt her, confused, grateful, shivering still.]