Date: 2020-05-04 04:04 am (UTC)
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"You don't hold your opinion back and that's gonna get you noticed and you just," He gestures to the tattoos he can see faintly on Lio. "Fire mages ain't popular around here or anywhere. People associate them with dragons and," He throws his hands up with a heavy sigh and a shake of his head.

"So cloak. I'll do the talking. If you start feeling sick or weak or whatever, we'll head right back here. Your health comes first." He swallows the last of his fish down and considers the last packet. He could eat it. But he's gonna nap later and the elements will refill his strength anyway.

He slides the last packet over to Lio and stretches his arms over his head. His right arm isn't hurting anymore. It stings and he can feel the usual damage he associates with burns but it doesn't feel like his soul is taking that hit.

Galo gets to his feet and retrieves the kettle along with two stone mugs. He pours the magical draft into them and offers one mug to Lio, as he downs the other one without a thought. It tastes like river water, cool and clean. It washes through him and he closes his eyes to really feel the water magic spreading through his system.
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