[It's easy to zone out while Will is working on him, what with the strange warmth that envelops him; it is filling in the spiritual sense, more like wakfu healing than anything he's encountered here. He closes his eyes against the feeling and lets himself slip away for a moment.]

[(The singing helps, too; is it part of the healing, he wonders?)]

I would hardly call this sketchy work. [A little laugh, and he sits upright.] Had you been around for that time we all got dumped into the jungle for two weeks straight...! A few people did not come back - well, they did come back through CERES' resurrection, but that is more complicated.