[ Despite everything, he manages a smile for her when he opens the door. It's faint, though genuine. He'd otherwise not been in the mood for smiling, but... it's Maya. ]
[ The end of his night had developed in a way he hadn't expected. Good, great. Still, he hasn't settled on how he'll treat Khun from now on. But he has been thinking about apologies. He owes a lot.
Before that, he invites her in, pulling the door wide open and gesturing to the cushioned bench by the bay window. ]
[And she will step in with a thanks. But her eyes do widen a little at the questions, leaving her standing in front of the bench as she looks back at Ginger.]
Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. ...Actually, shouldn't I be asking you that question? I saw what happened when Khun-san used that spell.
[ He sighs and turns so she can see the jagged cuts that start at his neck and disappear into his collar, presumably trailing down his back. They’re still raw, though strangely enough his uniform isn’t stained pink and red by the blood from last night. If she knows anything about human wounds, Ginger’s will seem to be healing mildly faster, the smaller marks having knit themselves together. ]
[She's seen some nasty wounds before by virtue of having done quite a bit of fighting in recent weeks, but it still doesn't make it any more pleasant to see. So while Maya doesn't quite wince as she examines the gashes, there's definitely a small concerned frown there.
However, it quickly vanishes at Ginger's words and she's back to her usual easy smile.]
Then that means I came at just the right time! I think I've gotten the hang of healing here, so I can probably take care of the worst of it.
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... Morning, Maya.
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Good morning! Were you able to get some rest?
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[ The end of his night had developed in a way he hadn't expected. Good, great. Still, he hasn't settled on how he'll treat Khun from now on. But he has been thinking about apologies. He owes a lot.
Before that, he invites her in, pulling the door wide open and gesturing to the cushioned bench by the bay window. ]
Come in. Um, did you get any rest? Are you okay?
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Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. ...Actually, shouldn't I be asking you that question? I saw what happened when Khun-san used that spell.
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[ He sighs and turns so she can see the jagged cuts that start at his neck and disappear into his collar, presumably trailing down his back. They’re still raw, though strangely enough his uniform isn’t stained pink and red by the blood from last night. If she knows anything about human wounds, Ginger’s will seem to be healing mildly faster, the smaller marks having knit themselves together. ]
I did promise Mika I’d have a healer look at it.
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However, it quickly vanishes at Ginger's words and she's back to her usual easy smile.]
Then that means I came at just the right time! I think I've gotten the hang of healing here, so I can probably take care of the worst of it.