"I am a Spirit Healer." When it comes to this? It is no question of mana. That more than anything else tips Herian's hand, shows how tightly she is wound, how her penchant for self recrimination has coiled and sunk in its fangs. Where could she have learned this and oh. Of all the lessons Adelaide meant to teach? Self flagellation had never been one of them. "We cannot undo what has been done. But we can ease your pain and fulfill our purpose."

Again, her hand extends, palm up. Full of cool blue light for there is precious little Herian might say or do that would have Adelaide take no for an answer. "I ought not to have argued."

The fault is hers.