[ She closes her eyes, and her smile carries in her voice. Pyra has the excuse of this week being the first time she's ever been ill, and she had been careful to seek help in the medical tents. She is certain he had been responsible to do the same. Yet-- ] Then it seems we both underestimated this.
[ It's an oddly comforting thought. Here in this world, she is no more or less susceptible to the strange ailments and healing properties of touch than anyone else. They are all effected regardless of being human, dead, alive, or otherwise. They are equal. She wonders if this is how a human would feel, to be comforted when feeling so cold and unwell.
His touch remains a steady balm upon her back, while hers moves as if it could press the energy into him. ] ...Isn't it... wonderful, that sickness can be alleviated in this way?
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[ It's an oddly comforting thought. Here in this world, she is no more or less susceptible to the strange ailments and healing properties of touch than anyone else. They are all effected regardless of being human, dead, alive, or otherwise. They are equal. She wonders if this is how a human would feel, to be comforted when feeling so cold and unwell.
His touch remains a steady balm upon her back, while hers moves as if it could press the energy into him. ] ...Isn't it... wonderful, that sickness can be alleviated in this way?