You likely don't have them now. Your powers, that is. [ The mention of them doesn't phase her at all, not the way it would have over a year ago. Almost two, now. At the question, she nods. ] And yes, I am, both in the traditional medicine sense, and magically. I was trying to get a sense of your injuries just then.
[ Claire gets up to put the kettle on, and then she picks out a few dried herbs from jars before looking at Daisy with empathy and the want to help. ]
Your powers will return. They do for most every new arrival, as far as I know. My magic can heal you. All of you, with no pain. Just a little warmth, like standing in the sun at high noon on a nice day. [ At least, that's what she's been told. ] But if you'd rather not, and some people really would rather not, I can patch you up the best I can with what I have. Things aren't exactly modern, here.
[ Since she has the same clothing as everyone else now, Claire can't tell by clothing when the woman might be from, so she doesn't try to guess. She might not even be from Earth. ]
But it's up to you. I would need to touch you either way, but one is faster than the other and you'll be pain-free within a few moments. Either way, you need medical treatment.
[ Her eyes are imploring rather than demanding; she can't imagine someone willingly remaining broken and suffering; this is different from her own former black eye to make a statement. This is so much of the woman's body, and there's no one here to prove anything to. ]
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[ Claire gets up to put the kettle on, and then she picks out a few dried herbs from jars before looking at Daisy with empathy and the want to help. ]
Your powers will return. They do for most every new arrival, as far as I know. My magic can heal you. All of you, with no pain. Just a little warmth, like standing in the sun at high noon on a nice day. [ At least, that's what she's been told. ] But if you'd rather not, and some people really would rather not, I can patch you up the best I can with what I have. Things aren't exactly modern, here.
[ Since she has the same clothing as everyone else now, Claire can't tell by clothing when the woman might be from, so she doesn't try to guess. She might not even be from Earth. ]
But it's up to you. I would need to touch you either way, but one is faster than the other and you'll be pain-free within a few moments. Either way, you need medical treatment.
[ Her eyes are imploring rather than demanding; she can't imagine someone willingly remaining broken and suffering; this is different from her own former black eye to make a statement. This is so much of the woman's body, and there's no one here to prove anything to. ]