[And that explains everything, including how horrid the handwriting had been.]
I see why you sent for help. [He lets the door close behind him, crossing the distance quickly; a small orb of light appears, circling over his head. Severe, to be sure, but considering some of what he'd healed himself from before...] But I think that I can handle it.
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I see why you sent for help. [He lets the door close behind him, crossing the distance quickly; a small orb of light appears, circling over his head. Severe, to be sure, but considering some of what he'd healed himself from before...] But I think that I can handle it.