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[Welp. Mikleo's not usually one to poke at something until it bites back, so he takes note of Elliot's vehemence. His lips form a line-- but he does listen.]

It'd depend on the context but--

[He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes.]

No, you're right. I would be yelling even more than you are.

... Sorry. I keep forgetting that I'm human now. A deep enough wound and I won't be able to recover. Not like I used to.

[He breathes out when Mikleo apologizes. Allowing himself to calm down. It's not like he likes being mad, he was just freaked out.]

...It's fine, I get it. You're still getting used to it.

Just next time warn me, or give me an explanation instead. People don't like seeing their friends hurt themselves.

... Yes. I'll do that.

[He rests a hand on his hip and lets the other one curl around his staff. Friend is... such a strong word, but considering what he's seen from Elliot, he's not averse to it.]

Do you want the explanation?

Thank you.

[Sorry what? I'm lonely and clingy and you've spoken to me twice now. WE FRIENDS]

Yes please, I wasn't sure what you were getting at before.

[Elliot will now DIE FOR YOU. Mikleo isn't going to turn him down just because he's feeling a little prickly though, he knows he was in the wrong.]

Not long after I got here, I ventured outside the wall with someone and he ended up getting hurt. I didn't really know anything beyond the most basic of healing spells and I was having trouble casting because of the corruption, but I channeled everything I had into healing-- and it worked. I healed my friend's wounds that day and I shouldn't have been able to do that.

As it turns out, healers here use blood-- theirs or their patient's-- as a way to boost the effectiveness of their magic. Unfortunately, I couldn't control it and ended up being unable to use my magic for a week or so. I completely wore myself out.

Blood and water aren't that different. That makes it even more important that you know what you're getting into.

[No that's Rean. Elliot will just heal you because he's not dumb.

He'll be a good student, listening to the story. He makes a bit of a concerned face when Mikleo talks about going outside the wall so soon. He'd been out of the wall a couple times by now, but never alone and always cautious of his environment.]

Sounds like you guys got really lucky...

[It's a good thing they did. He liked Mikleo, and he didn't want anything to happen to the person he was with either.]

Blood huh. That's...definitely different than how healing arts worked back in my world. [Also, pretty gross.] I can see why they don't teach it often in class...

[That's something that could easily be exploited or twisted in the wrong hands. He saw a boy get kidnapped and forcibly shoved into a corrupted divine knight because of his bloodline. Goddess knows what someone like Duke Cayenne would do with a piece of knowledge like this.]

I'll keep it in mind though. Thank you for telling me.

Yes. And before you get any ideas, we did catch hell for it.

[He nods.]

Witch blood is powerful in itself, too. It's dangerous, but if someone is going feral you might be able to calm them with a small amount.

[He smiles faintly.]

From one healer to another.

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