[ His voice is soft, gentle, never raising above a low murmur. Like he's dealing with an injured, skittish Chocobo. He had come out here to put his own grief and rare to use, but seeing Kiera like this is cooling the fires. He lets them lift his hand to check it out, the ice having melted away and the skin an angry red with frostnip, but he will heal. ]
It's nothing that won't be undone. But I fear your own injuries wont be so quick to heal if you don't rest.
[ Less the physical and more the mental, the spiritual. ]
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[ His voice is soft, gentle, never raising above a low murmur. Like he's dealing with an injured, skittish Chocobo. He had come out here to put his own grief and rare to use, but seeing Kiera like this is cooling the fires. He lets them lift his hand to check it out, the ice having melted away and the skin an angry red with frostnip, but he will heal. ]
It's nothing that won't be undone. But I fear your own injuries wont be so quick to heal if you don't rest.
[ Less the physical and more the mental, the spiritual. ]