[ Clarke's eyes lower to her wrist, and she's sure that it has a chance of being broken; it hurts like hell, but she can feel it healing itself already, muscle and tendon knitting back together, bone reforming. In comparison to many other things, it doesn't hurt as badly as it could, and with the smell of blood in the air, she imagines that Yosuke is worse off.
She looks over to catch sight of Adrien and Jaune finishing off one beast while Nico slices through the third. It takes her a moment, having to close her eyes and breathe deep through her mouth so that it isn't another deep smell of blood; it takes only two more of those deep breaths before her eyes and teeth return to normal. In the blink of an eye, she's next to Yosuke, her now healed hand on his wrist while the other strokes his hair back from his forehead in a very maternal gesture. ]
It's okay, you're going to be okay. [ The hand on his wrist travels down to his hand, holding it firmly in hers before she closes her eyes. All she can do is hope that the others have them covered while she concentrates hard on healing him, mending the broken bones in his leg and nose, skin sealing itself to be new again, repairing the damage that had been done. The spell will be a warmth that spreads through him, a brief numbness left behind as each part is healed. Only when she's sure that he's okay does she open her eyes to look up at him, smiling tentatively. ] See? Told you.
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She looks over to catch sight of Adrien and Jaune finishing off one beast while Nico slices through the third. It takes her a moment, having to close her eyes and breathe deep through her mouth so that it isn't another deep smell of blood; it takes only two more of those deep breaths before her eyes and teeth return to normal. In the blink of an eye, she's next to Yosuke, her now healed hand on his wrist while the other strokes his hair back from his forehead in a very maternal gesture. ]
It's okay, you're going to be okay. [ The hand on his wrist travels down to his hand, holding it firmly in hers before she closes her eyes. All she can do is hope that the others have them covered while she concentrates hard on healing him, mending the broken bones in his leg and nose, skin sealing itself to be new again, repairing the damage that had been done. The spell will be a warmth that spreads through him, a brief numbness left behind as each part is healed. Only when she's sure that he's okay does she open her eyes to look up at him, smiling tentatively. ] See? Told you.