[ after the glow fades, and the warmth of the cure spell drains from her body, she rubs at the mark one last time. no change. alina sighs a bit, rebuttoning the blouse. ]
Thanks for trying, at least. I doubt anyone else would have more luck. [ she's not overburdened by faith, this one. but she does look at him more shrewdly. ] What was that? What you did.
[ not grisha power, surely. the only time healers had worked on her, it had felt like sinew stitching back into place. not the all-around steady warmth of that blooming light. ]
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Thanks for trying, at least. I doubt anyone else would have more luck. [ she's not overburdened by faith, this one. but she does look at him more shrewdly. ] What was that? What you did.
[ not grisha power, surely. the only time healers had worked on her, it had felt like sinew stitching back into place. not the all-around steady warmth of that blooming light. ]