[ Alarming. That's one way to put it. He's expecting questions; she offers none and it's a relief. He hasn't got any answers. He only knows what he saw, what Mal said to him, and even that's not altogether clear in his memory. The only thing he's certain of is he had not hallucinated it. Probably. He thinks.
He'd been unsure of what kind of healing magic she'd be using on him; they're only oils and herbs, though—all things he's familiar with—and he relaxes a bit further. He isn't keen on more spells being cast over him. Rather had enough of that for the next decade or so.
There's only one part of him that he's been hesitant to address. It's also the one part he's been unable to even attempt to take care of on his own: the absolute state of his back. Even to the untrained eye, he can't pass it off as something he picked up during a fight, or a misstep on the trail. Not that he's hiding it, necessarily. It's just—complicated.
Nadine has not prodded him much so far, though. Either way, it needs attention. It'll fester otherwise. He waits until she's finished, then eases himself around, unbinding what remains of the bandages wrapped around him. ] Don't ask.
no subject
He'd been unsure of what kind of healing magic she'd be using on him; they're only oils and herbs, though—all things he's familiar with—and he relaxes a bit further. He isn't keen on more spells being cast over him. Rather had enough of that for the next decade or so.
There's only one part of him that he's been hesitant to address. It's also the one part he's been unable to even attempt to take care of on his own: the absolute state of his back. Even to the untrained eye, he can't pass it off as something he picked up during a fight, or a misstep on the trail. Not that he's hiding it, necessarily. It's just—complicated.
Nadine has not prodded him much so far, though. Either way, it needs attention. It'll fester otherwise. He waits until she's finished, then eases himself around, unbinding what remains of the bandages wrapped around him. ] Don't ask.