[If not for the man's distinctive style, Felicia would barely have recognized him. Dropping her heavy bags of groceries for the apartment, task of shopping and attempting to cook for both her and her room mate forgotten, Felicia rushed over to the man's side and wrapped a supportive arm around him.]
Mister Raven, can you talk?
[Important questions first, especially since she could see that the man clearly wasn't all right. She was reaching for one of her Staves as she spoke, casting a Mend spell without prompt or second thought.
Whether her job was in the domestic setting or in the field, there was one thing she always knew: she hated seeing people hurt.]
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[If not for the man's distinctive style, Felicia would barely have recognized him. Dropping her heavy bags of groceries for the apartment, task of shopping and attempting to cook for both her and her room mate forgotten, Felicia rushed over to the man's side and wrapped a supportive arm around him.]
Mister Raven, can you talk?
[Important questions first, especially since she could see that the man clearly wasn't all right. She was reaching for one of her Staves as she spoke, casting a Mend spell without prompt or second thought.
Whether her job was in the domestic setting or in the field, there was one thing she always knew: she hated seeing people hurt.]