Lio frowns, opening his mouth to inform Galo that he wouldn't know the first thing about how to start feeling it -- except he does. So he shuts his mouth and nods. "I can. It's unbalanced." The water has gone too far, rushing to fill cracks made by the state of the world.

He looks up at Galo, gaze running from that extended hand up to the healer's eyes. "I can do that. But let's use my fire too. If it's both our strength, it won't take too much." And it feels right to work together like that.

Reaching out, he takes Galo's hand in his. They can fix this, and that thought is thrilling somehow, that working with this man they can start putting something right.