There it is again, that surprise on Lio's face. It bothers him to see it. He's not surprised - the world can be a shitty place - but it reminds him of why his work is so important. And why he has to adapt to his patient's needs.
Galo nods, "I get it. That's pretty damn reasonable." He sets the knife aside and climbs to his feet. The pain draft won't work. He's knocked Kray out with it. It hadn't been his intent. He'd been a young apprentice and Kray had been curious about what he could do. Kray ignored him for weeks. He resolved from that day forward to be absolutely careful of everything he did.
He walks back to the center and reaches up to the plants hanging up over the hook. A pale blue flowering plant showers petals into his bandages hand as Galo cups his other hand. The heat of his own magic fills the space, drying out the petals. He up ends them into kettle.
He taps it once, tracing a sigil and it glows blue green. Galo shifts his feet and his staff is abruptly there in his hand, letting him lean on it. "Okay. So, higher order draft here. But it will only work on you when you're sleeping or trying to. Doesn't dull the senses but, does get rid of pain." He drops onto the bench and breathes out hard. "Give me...a minute."
He bows his head and breathes. "Needs a few minutes to brew anyway." He hadn't been at his best when he found Lio. He's still recovering from being hit with dragon fire. He pushes himself up and uses his staff as a counter point, walking slowly back to the fish. "Still don't recommend you fight or run. And don't worry, I nap on the earth today or in the river and I'll have more than enough to send people packing if they come sniffing around."
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Date: 2020-05-03 02:09 am (UTC)Galo nods, "I get it. That's pretty damn reasonable." He sets the knife aside and climbs to his feet. The pain draft won't work. He's knocked Kray out with it. It hadn't been his intent. He'd been a young apprentice and Kray had been curious about what he could do. Kray ignored him for weeks. He resolved from that day forward to be absolutely careful of everything he did.
He walks back to the center and reaches up to the plants hanging up over the hook. A pale blue flowering plant showers petals into his bandages hand as Galo cups his other hand. The heat of his own magic fills the space, drying out the petals. He up ends them into kettle.
He taps it once, tracing a sigil and it glows blue green. Galo shifts his feet and his staff is abruptly there in his hand, letting him lean on it. "Okay. So, higher order draft here. But it will only work on you when you're sleeping or trying to. Doesn't dull the senses but, does get rid of pain." He drops onto the bench and breathes out hard. "Give me...a minute."
He bows his head and breathes. "Needs a few minutes to brew anyway." He hadn't been at his best when he found Lio. He's still recovering from being hit with dragon fire. He pushes himself up and uses his staff as a counter point, walking slowly back to the fish. "Still don't recommend you fight or run. And don't worry, I nap on the earth today or in the river and I'll have more than enough to send people packing if they come sniffing around."