Myr remains where he is with his hand outstretched over the wound as the spell resolves, waiting to feel the last wisps of it taken up by the healing tissue. Then he straightens and gives Kit a fond pat on the knee, knowing better than to say anything as inane as "you did well"--but still, Kit did, and Myr can only imagine the fortitude that took.
Certainly he'd have fled his own room in terror if it had been Van working an entropy spell anywhere near him. "You'll want to get the stitches checked and removed, at the physiker's discretion," he advises, then startles himself out of saying anything more with a yawn. Mmph. Right.
He pads back over to the bed to perch on it again, laughing a little at the thought of Chasind novelty hats. "Don't think they're selling tourists 'I went to the Korcari Wilds and all I got was this stupid hat and bitten by bears' swag? I would.
"Speaking of bears, if they've got them and you have to kill a dozen," because that's what you do out in the wilderness, right? Murder all the hostile wildlife? "Bring me back a pelt. It's summer and it's colder than Maferath's heart in here at night." Somebody is a delicate northern flower.
Then he pauses, weighing his words a moment before adding in a softer tone, "Though I think we'll both be happy just to have you back in one piece." There. He'll be the sentimental one; he's good for it.
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Myr remains where he is with his hand outstretched over the wound as the spell resolves, waiting to feel the last wisps of it taken up by the healing tissue. Then he straightens and gives Kit a fond pat on the knee, knowing better than to say anything as inane as "you did well"--but still, Kit did, and Myr can only imagine the fortitude that took.
Certainly he'd have fled his own room in terror if it had been Van working an entropy spell anywhere near him. "You'll want to get the stitches checked and removed, at the physiker's discretion," he advises, then startles himself out of saying anything more with a yawn. Mmph. Right.
He pads back over to the bed to perch on it again, laughing a little at the thought of Chasind novelty hats. "Don't think they're selling tourists 'I went to the Korcari Wilds and all I got was this stupid hat and bitten by bears' swag? I would.
"Speaking of bears, if they've got them and you have to kill a dozen," because that's what you do out in the wilderness, right? Murder all the hostile wildlife? "Bring me back a pelt. It's summer and it's colder than Maferath's heart in here at night." Somebody is a delicate northern flower.
Then he pauses, weighing his words a moment before adding in a softer tone, "Though I think we'll both be happy just to have you back in one piece." There. He'll be the sentimental one; he's good for it.