[ Blinking, she straightens only to cant her head by a few degrees, eyes a mix of curious and thoughtful as they switch briefly between sides of his face. What there is of his expression isn't lost on her, and unconsciously she speaks a little more gently for it, as though he were the one hurting. ]
Heal me?
[ Perhaps it's not truly surprising; she remembers, after all, the seemingly magical appearance of his Persona. How far that ability stretched into other realms of spellcasting she wasn't sure at the time, but it leaves her more prepared now. ]
I'm alright with it. [ That he's proven himself worthy of some measure of trust is suggested by the fact that she says that before she asks, ] But what kind of healing do you mean?
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Heal me?
[ Perhaps it's not truly surprising; she remembers, after all, the seemingly magical appearance of his Persona. How far that ability stretched into other realms of spellcasting she wasn't sure at the time, but it leaves her more prepared now. ]
I'm alright with it. [ That he's proven himself worthy of some measure of trust is suggested by the fact that she says that before she asks, ] But what kind of healing do you mean?