[Waver frowned as he looked it over, brow furrowed in thought. Just a laceration, that wasn't too bad. Half to himself, he muttered:] Hm...might be a tall order to fix it entirely, but I can accelerate it a little. Less likely to open back up.
[Setting the cane aside for a moment, Waver held out his right hand--the back of which was marred by very faint old scars in a peculiar shape.]
Here's another saying from a philosopher I prefer: 'love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves'.
[the words of perhaps the greatest minds, indeed. A faint pale green glow emanated from his hand, and like a flame taking a moment to catch, the wound in Ken's leg pulled itself together a little more securely. A weird feeling, most likely, but not a painful one.]
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[Waver frowned as he looked it over, brow furrowed in thought. Just a laceration, that wasn't too bad. Half to himself, he muttered:] Hm...might be a tall order to fix it entirely, but I can accelerate it a little. Less likely to open back up.
[Setting the cane aside for a moment, Waver held out his right hand--the back of which was marred by very faint old scars in a peculiar shape.]
Here's another saying from a philosopher I prefer: 'love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves'.
[the words of perhaps the greatest minds, indeed. A faint pale green glow emanated from his hand, and like a flame taking a moment to catch, the wound in Ken's leg pulled itself together a little more securely. A weird feeling, most likely, but not a painful one.]