Wonderin' if I should feel a little insulted that I give that impression. [ He says it mildly, however, so he's not really taking offense.
His hand reaches up to brush the skin around the bite, as he utters his spell: ]
Amor manet.
[ The sensation that descends on Ginger probably feels a little odd, but not unpleasant; neither warm nor cold, yet still gentle. As though softly ushering whatever lingering aches there may be away, and the wound to its inevitable conclusion. There's still a mark that'll take a while yet to fade, but the wound has closed up. ]
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His hand reaches up to brush the skin around the bite, as he utters his spell: ]
Amor manet.
[ The sensation that descends on Ginger probably feels a little odd, but not unpleasant; neither warm nor cold, yet still gentle. As though softly ushering whatever lingering aches there may be away, and the wound to its inevitable conclusion. There's still a mark that'll take a while yet to fade, but the wound has closed up. ]