[ Honestly, Ori canāt judge Aerith for getting on as she has, when she herself has also been cheating by relying on healing spells to get by. So she watches Aerith and all of her gestures of grandeur, all meant to convince her that sheās really okay. It works, at least in so far as her injuries, but in spite of that, Ori canāt help but worry. Especially when she can remember so vividly how Aerith looked as Ori came back to, as Phantom came and brought her, bloodied and unconscious, to the tiefling. ]
Well, you look in tip-top shape, of courseā¦
[ But, from one healer to anotherā¦ Healing spells canāt close over wounds that donāt bleed.
In any case, Aerith doesnāt need an excuse to stay, in Oriās book. She seems to want to help with the potions, but Ori thinks they can get to that in just a bit. For now, she takes a moment to take up one of the cups of milk tea, and then another to hold out to Aerith. ]
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Well, you look in tip-top shape, of courseā¦
[ But, from one healer to anotherā¦ Healing spells canāt close over wounds that donāt bleed.
In any case, Aerith doesnāt need an excuse to stay, in Oriās book. She seems to want to help with the potions, but Ori thinks they can get to that in just a bit. For now, she takes a moment to take up one of the cups of milk tea, and then another to hold out to Aerith. ]
Letās sit and have our milk tea first?