[ The Seeker pops into her view, and for one utterly baffled moment, the sight of the man on one knee speaking warmly to her conjures up an entirely different idea than what he's trying to convey. Beleth can only dimly muse that her mother would kill her and not be kind enough to have a hearing over it, before she comes to her senses.
Not that it helps much. First she looks at Aleron, than Alayre, and all the gumption she had summoned to give them all a piece of her mind feels scattered when their attentions turn to worrying over her. So she just turns back to the Seeker, and gives him a soft smile. ]
Yes, I believe all the injuries have been as healed as they can be. Time will finish the job.
[ A vain piece of her worries over the state of her nose, healed but no longer quite straight. But that didn't seem an appropriate worry here. ]
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Not that it helps much. First she looks at Aleron, than Alayre, and all the gumption she had summoned to give them all a piece of her mind feels scattered when their attentions turn to worrying over her. So she just turns back to the Seeker, and gives him a soft smile. ]
Yes, I believe all the injuries have been as healed as they can be. Time will finish the job.
[ A vain piece of her worries over the state of her nose, healed but no longer quite straight. But that didn't seem an appropriate worry here. ]