Kell looks away. There's not much more he can say other than ... eh...
"It's always risky, Jayce."
Kell looks at the mirage of the city. Its tall spires, the silhouette of the other one in the distance.
"But we do it anyway."
In his encounter with death, Kell didn't have time to plan, to prepare, to think about risks. He didn't have to. He knew his chance of succeeding were slim.
"I'm a shitty healer. Back home, some say healing is the hardest magic to master. And I can't. It requires something I don't have. A measure of calm, a balance."
There are blood commands for healing. But none that he knows to bring people back from the dead.
"What I did to Rhy was not supposed to work. I used power that was not mine, power that was so dangerous we lost a world over it hundreds of years before. And it even didn't work all that well. It had some pretty nasty side effects. But I'd take Rhy being mad at me for the rest of my life over being dead. And I'd do it again. I'd do it a thousand times, even if it were to kill me. There's not a person in any of the worlds that exist that I love, or could love, more than Rhy."
He looks back at Jayce. Determination etched into every line of his face.
"That's why I think you will take that risk, and you will succeed. Because we're not that different."
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"It's always risky, Jayce."
Kell looks at the mirage of the city. Its tall spires, the silhouette of the other one in the distance.
"But we do it anyway."
In his encounter with death, Kell didn't have time to plan, to prepare, to think about risks. He didn't have to. He knew his chance of succeeding were slim.
"I'm a shitty healer. Back home, some say healing is the hardest magic to master. And I can't. It requires something I don't have. A measure of calm, a balance."
There are blood commands for healing. But none that he knows to bring people back from the dead.
"What I did to Rhy was not supposed to work. I used power that was not mine, power that was so dangerous we lost a world over it hundreds of years before. And it even didn't work all that well. It had some pretty nasty side effects. But I'd take Rhy being mad at me for the rest of my life over being dead. And I'd do it again. I'd do it a thousand times, even if it were to kill me. There's not a person in any of the worlds that exist that I love, or could love, more than Rhy."
He looks back at Jayce. Determination etched into every line of his face.
"That's why I think you will take that risk, and you will succeed. Because we're not that different."