[ he remembers her, now that he hears her voice. those first few days were a blur. ]

I have some magical healing abilities but I wouldn't go so far as to call me a medic.

And I'm a pirate, not a sailor.

[ he says it with a smile, then closes his eyes, reaching for the Mist. It's father away here, quieter, like it's behind a fog. he doesn't know if that's because the planet is different, or because he's still recovering himself. still, he's able to find it and direct an esuna spell at her. it flashes gently. it isn't a catch all, but it's a good place to start -- it'll take care of most afflictions and curses. ]

How's that? Any change?