Quick of him, wasn't it? And that Orien story made no sense at all. How could he be so confident with your burn buddy and then not do anything in return? Words are one thing, Emby, but if he really does have magic.......
Ember blinks rapidly and chuckles off the blank stare she just gave the cleric.
Thank you so much, Mince. I'll see you later. At the very least, I'll leave a note for Coreene about you. She puts her hand on his cheek in some vaguely grandmotherly gesture, brushing his unkempt hair behind his ear.
I didn't have a healer like you. You've helped him more than you know. Take care of yourself.
She takes her hand down, confident that she got Mince's sweat on her hand, but hoping she can pick off a hair that's already given up the ghost.
Hair, sweat, or both?
Both. Shut up.
She shakes as he leaves, and as soon as he's out of sight, she wipes her hand on a tiny scrap of cloth and wraps his strand of hair in it. Heart pounding and expecting the worst, she goes to the burn victim's bedside.
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