[ He looks up when air hits the injured skin, and despite this just being a game, the pain is as real as it can be. His breath shakes, but it isn't irregular.
At first he just nods then tries healing himself non-verbally. His eyes flash, but it doesn't really do anything to close the wound or help the pain. Instead he just makes a noise as he accidentally tenses his arm thinking about it, the tension making it sting more.
He tries again, and again nothing - nothing but his increasing frustration with himself. His head rolls to rest against the tree and he tries to calm himself down, closing his eyes. When he feels calm enough his eyes open enough that they're lidded, watching the floor as he starts chanting the same thing over and over, trying to get the pronunciation right. ]
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At first he just nods then tries healing himself non-verbally. His eyes flash, but it doesn't really do anything to close the wound or help the pain. Instead he just makes a noise as he accidentally tenses his arm thinking about it, the tension making it sting more.
He tries again, and again nothing - nothing but his increasing frustration with himself. His head rolls to rest against the tree and he tries to calm himself down, closing his eyes. When he feels calm enough his eyes open enough that they're lidded, watching the floor as he starts chanting the same thing over and over, trying to get the pronunciation right. ]
Gestepe hole. Þurhhæle. Gestepe hole. Þurhhæle. Gestepe hole. Þurhhæle.--