“Yep. Non-practicing,” Strange flutters a hand, a gesture to those scars, the car accident must have been worse than it seemed at a glance, “but I still remember the fundamentals. So maybe ‘medieval GP’ is actually my future career path, who knows.”

Which, actually. He’s been wondering about this and maybe a warrior like her would know— “How’s the healing in this world? Is it too much to hope they can wave a wand and automatically magic away entire wounds?”