Strange thing, healing magic. Always reminded him of mint leaves and his mother's garden, how chewing on them could make your mouth feel cool and if you drank water after you'd get a refreshing, cooling shiver from it. Healing magic was something else. Made you feel cool when you hadn't realised you were starting to overheat, something like that. He inhales, and for a moment, the breath comes easier - the tension of what's waiting eases.

When he opens his eyes, he looks to her with a nod. "I will." And a pause, before he pulls back. "You, too. You're doing good work, Adelaide."

This is getting into-- it's getting more difficult, now, so he takes a step backwards. "Make it count."