[ She glances to the side with a brief look of guilt taking her face. It was more akin to sulking, she supposes. Lying about uselessly in her own hurt that she is in such a state they dismissed her. It brings to mind memories of being bared from healing her beloved and the fact he now bares a wound he can never be rid of.
Instead she turns her attention back to him and what he might need. With him lying on the bed, she shifts where she sits beside him. A motion is given for him to rest his head in her lap. Then, in an all too familiar motion, her hand gently sits atop his healed stab wound. Her fingers gently move along the scar beneath the fabric. There is no healing magic present, merely a soothing motion. Although, should she need to attend to his aether, she most certainly will. ]
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[ She glances to the side with a brief look of guilt taking her face. It was more akin to sulking, she supposes. Lying about uselessly in her own hurt that she is in such a state they dismissed her. It brings to mind memories of being bared from healing her beloved and the fact he now bares a wound he can never be rid of.
Instead she turns her attention back to him and what he might need. With him lying on the bed, she shifts where she sits beside him. A motion is given for him to rest his head in her lap. Then, in an all too familiar motion, her hand gently sits atop his healed stab wound. Her fingers gently move along the scar beneath the fabric. There is no healing magic present, merely a soothing motion. Although, should she need to attend to his aether, she most certainly will. ]
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