[ Jing Yuan offers Robin a little smile at that. They might as well see what they do to even the playing field, so to speak! ]
To be quite honest, such matters are usually beyond the range of my comprehension, so all of it seems quite fantastical to me. Not that I'm unfamiliar with the idea of such spells; I am simply usually not the kind of person to know the intricate details.
But, I believe that it isn't exactly wrong to want to know.
[ Imagine. If any of them could have managed as much. Anyway... ]
...While we're speaking on the matter of the situation in general, how are your wounds, Robin?
[ Do you remember when Jing Yuan said he'd be seeing the results of such healing efforts himself, basically? Yeah, he is sure it's gonna make Robin cranky, but he is a man of his word. ]
I was a mage even before being unceremoniously summoned to this realm, though I specialized mostly in battlefield magic— black mostly, some dalliance in white. I've a fair amount of familiarity with rituals and cursework and rituals as well, though, and I've had plenty of time over the years to dabble in and research various other doctrines...
[ which is why it's irritating that he can't get half of it to work here! explain the teleports!!! rescue and warp were not hard spells!! ]
Which is why I've plenty ability to tend to myself, mind you. You may rest assured that I'm healing up as well as can be expected.
[ mild rasp in his voice, healing frostburn, and the ginger way he's been carrying himself and all. they have been tended to, mind, it's just that he doesn't exactly have a ton of magic to spare on overdoing it at the moment. if he's going to have to spend a lot of time napping to replenish magic anyway he can let his injuries, which are overall relatively mild compared to certain others, heal at a more relaxed pace. ]
[ There's a pause in which he seems to evaluate the other man's response. ]
...Ah, so not only are you a mage, but you are one who specialized in a variety of differing magic.
[ Because, well, Jing Yuan supposes it's only natural the other man would be adept at ensuring his wounds are dealt with, but he has no regrets in asking anyway. Such is the nature of who he is. ]
In that case, I certainly will not trouble you on the matter more than necessary. Though, I am glad to see that there is evidence of and effort placed into a good recovery.
Mostly magic with applications on the battlefield, like I said, but I was acquainted with a pair of mages who knew cursework and hexes quite well.
[ a pause. ]
Why ask after my health, though? Surely ... you've seen enough evidence by this point in the conversation, one way or another, to come to your conclusion regardless of what I might answer?
I have seen quite enough, yes. I also do know that you are the type of person to prefer to take care of such matters on your own as well.
All the same, I could not help asking. I do have eyes, and I can certainly observe your movements enough to know that you are still in recovery. Though you do not seem like the person to overdo it, there is always a chance that there may be something I could've missed, and your answer could have been different than what I might imagine. Even if the chance was little.
Still, even if I could not help in asking, I did more or less imply I would check up properly on your status. And I am, if anything, a man of my word.
[ However illogical that makes him sound, it is what it is. But he really does rather not want to miss anything by not asking. Robin could have very well answered differently. As it is, though, he didn't. ]
[ wanly, with some mild amusement: ] Ah, so you are a busybody who simply cannot help it.
[ though he has to pause to only just keep himself from a cough, the extended conversation having taxed his voice even with the support he's been lending it via magic. for a moment, he simply closes his eyes and huffs out a breath via nose.
then, when they reopen, it's as if any signs of frustration have passed. ]
... I am going to make myself some tea. Would you care for a cup as well?
I'll even drink from mine first, just in case you're worried about poison or it being safe to drink.
[ Jing Yuan looks sheepish at the comment and assessment...of which he certainly does not deny in the slightest.
As it is, he watches Robin for a moment, waiting for him to say anything else (or perhaps to see if he might catch any other signs of concerning , but other than that...nothing more, nothing less.) ]
Ah, thank you you for the offer.
[ He pauses, thinking. Well, Jing Yuan actually has to be careful in accepting drinks due to reasons Robin is unaware of unrelating to poison (and also poison to a mild degee), but Robin is also recovering as well, isn't he? In addition, in regards to their respective biological makeups being definitely different, would what troubles a regular human, a dragon, and...himself, would not necessarily be the same?
Well, whatever, he rises back to his feet. He will come along, watch him make it, double-check both of their teas with a magical ping sensor, and then confirm with another method (this seems wildly paranoid, but he has his reasons, help.) ]
...I could simply accompany you. I admit, it isn't all that often I tend to accept such things from other people, but if I see it being made I believe that would work better.
Besides, even if you drink from it first, I do not think it could necessarily have the same effect on a person who is non-draconic, yes?
As it is, I am also very much in the mood for tea.
This body is as inhuman as yours is at this point. Aren't we all wizards now, whatever that means? I imagine we'd all break and shatter to pieces the same if we were ever to be killed.
Still, if a matter of taste or physiology is your concern ... [ a shrug, as he pushes himself to his feet as well. ] I lived entirely as human for some time, so unless your taste and makeup are significantly different from the humans of another world...
[ which he supposes is possible, all things considered. if there are supposedly so many different species out across all these different skies it's actually surprising that more of them aren't ... well, weren't human. nevermind how some of those humans apparently possessed abilities innate to themselves and how others did not. hmm. ]
Well. It's not as if I'm putting anything too exotic into the brew. What I'm making for myself is going to be but a simple blend drowned in an abhorrent amount of honey. Perhaps some ginger too, if there's any to be found in the kitchen. But you may watch if it will reassure you.
[ soothe throat. it's not going to be a magical medicinal tea or anything, just a one two combo of indulging his sweet tooth and honey for his throat.
so if that's all, then to the kitchen with them. by which i actually mean that robin ... probably heads over to the window, actually. ]
Mm...yes, though I would not think certain aspects of us would be changed. Such as if someone were allergic to something.
Not that I have any particular allergies worth worrying about, but I simply believe that there are inherent changes that cannot be necessarily entirely altered by our current state of being.
[ Or so he assumes, because thinking otherwise could wind up as extremely troublesome for him. ]
Either way, I would expect differences between myself and other humans, certainly.
[ Both taste and makeup-wise. Though he gives pause when Robin is heading right on over to the window, and his brows rise for a moment. ]
[ a noncommittal sound. perhaps, sure, some aspects of biology haven't changed— just look at their vampires— but he wonders how much of these kinds of things in general is due to their own expectations...
a curiosity not to be indulged at this point. instead: ]
Quicker to drop down two floors than to take the stairs. It's simply efficient.
[ and he hasn't much energy to spare right now ... eepy north. with that, he throws himself out the window, the trailing edges of his coat suddenly appearing a lot more like a pair of feathered wings.
off to the kitchen. you can either follow him or meet him there, jing yuan. ]
And it isn't like it's too far of a drop from here.
[ Well, whatever the case, he blinks as he watches Robin just defenestrates himself without a care in the world, watching the trailing edges of the coat looking featherlike.
Dropping down two floors is faster, he supposes. Though it's not something he'd do under normal circumstances. But, he just ends up giving a little shrug and following suit, for once taking the adage 'When in Rome...' though it isn't exactly applicable in its strictest sense either.
His landing is soft regardless and this time he decides to follow. ]
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[ Jing Yuan offers Robin a little smile at that. They might as well see what they do to even the playing field, so to speak! ]
To be quite honest, such matters are usually beyond the range of my comprehension, so all of it seems quite fantastical to me. Not that I'm unfamiliar with the idea of such spells; I am simply usually not the kind of person to know the intricate details.
But, I believe that it isn't exactly wrong to want to know.
[ Imagine. If any of them could have managed as much. Anyway... ]
...While we're speaking on the matter of the situation in general, how are your wounds, Robin?
[ Do you remember when Jing Yuan said he'd be seeing the results of such healing efforts himself, basically? Yeah, he is sure it's gonna make Robin cranky, but he is a man of his word. ]
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[ which is why it's irritating that he can't get half of it to work here! explain the teleports!!! rescue and warp were not hard spells!! ]
Which is why I've plenty ability to tend to myself, mind you. You may rest assured that I'm healing up as well as can be expected.
[ mild rasp in his voice, healing frostburn, and the ginger way he's been carrying himself and all. they have been tended to, mind, it's just that he doesn't exactly have a ton of magic to spare on overdoing it at the moment. if he's going to have to spend a lot of time napping to replenish magic anyway he can let his injuries, which are overall relatively mild compared to certain others, heal at a more relaxed pace. ]
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...Ah, so not only are you a mage, but you are one who specialized in a variety of differing magic.
[ Because, well, Jing Yuan supposes it's only natural the other man would be adept at ensuring his wounds are dealt with, but he has no regrets in asking anyway. Such is the nature of who he is. ]
In that case, I certainly will not trouble you on the matter more than necessary. Though, I am glad to see that there is evidence of and effort placed into a good recovery.
[ Sincerely, as he rises back to his feet. ]
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[ a pause. ]
Why ask after my health, though? Surely ... you've seen enough evidence by this point in the conversation, one way or another, to come to your conclusion regardless of what I might answer?
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All the same, I could not help asking. I do have eyes, and I can certainly observe your movements enough to know that you are still in recovery. Though you do not seem like the person to overdo it, there is always a chance that there may be something I could've missed, and your answer could have been different than what I might imagine. Even if the chance was little.
Still, even if I could not help in asking, I did more or less imply I would check up properly on your status. And I am, if anything, a man of my word.
[ However illogical that makes him sound, it is what it is. But he really does rather not want to miss anything by not asking. Robin could have very well answered differently. As it is, though, he didn't. ]
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[ though he has to pause to only just keep himself from a cough, the extended conversation having taxed his voice even with the support he's been lending it via magic. for a moment, he simply closes his eyes and huffs out a breath via nose.
then, when they reopen, it's as if any signs of frustration have passed. ]
... I am going to make myself some tea. Would you care for a cup as well?
I'll even drink from mine first, just in case you're worried about poison or it being safe to drink.
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As it is, he watches Robin for a moment, waiting for him to say anything else (or perhaps to see if he might catch any other signs of concerning , but other than that...nothing more, nothing less.) ]
Ah, thank you you for the offer.
[ He pauses, thinking. Well, Jing Yuan actually has to be careful in accepting drinks due to reasons Robin is unaware of unrelating to poison (and also poison to a mild degee), but Robin is also recovering as well, isn't he? In addition, in regards to their respective biological makeups being definitely different, would what troubles a regular human, a dragon, and...himself, would not necessarily be the same?
Well, whatever, he rises back to his feet. He will come along, watch him make it, double-check both of their teas with a magical ping sensor, and then confirm with another method (this seems wildly paranoid, but he has his reasons, help.) ]
...I could simply accompany you. I admit, it isn't all that often I tend to accept such things from other people, but if I see it being made I believe that would work better.
Besides, even if you drink from it first, I do not think it could necessarily have the same effect on a person who is non-draconic, yes?
As it is, I am also very much in the mood for tea.
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Still, if a matter of taste or physiology is your concern ... [ a shrug, as he pushes himself to his feet as well. ] I lived entirely as human for some time, so unless your taste and makeup are significantly different from the humans of another world...
[ which he supposes is possible, all things considered. if there are supposedly so many different species out across all these different skies it's actually surprising that more of them aren't ... well, weren't human. nevermind how some of those humans apparently possessed abilities innate to themselves and how others did not. hmm. ]
Well. It's not as if I'm putting anything too exotic into the brew. What I'm making for myself is going to be but a simple blend drowned in an abhorrent amount of honey. Perhaps some ginger too, if there's any to be found in the kitchen. But you may watch if it will reassure you.
[ soothe throat. it's not going to be a magical medicinal tea or anything, just a one two combo of indulging his sweet tooth and honey for his throat.
so if that's all, then to the kitchen with them. by which i actually mean that robin ... probably heads over to the window, actually. ]
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Not that I have any particular allergies worth worrying about, but I simply believe that there are inherent changes that cannot be necessarily entirely altered by our current state of being.
[ Or so he assumes, because thinking otherwise could wind up as extremely troublesome for him. ]
Either way, I would expect differences between myself and other humans, certainly.
[ Both taste and makeup-wise. Though he gives pause when Robin is heading right on over to the window, and his brows rise for a moment. ]
You're...not going to use the door?
[ Why are the Norths like this... ]
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a curiosity not to be indulged at this point. instead: ]
Quicker to drop down two floors than to take the stairs. It's simply efficient.
[ and he hasn't much energy to spare right now ... eepy north. with that, he throws himself out the window, the trailing edges of his coat suddenly appearing a lot more like a pair of feathered wings.
off to the kitchen. you can either follow him or meet him there, jing yuan. ]
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And it isn't like it's too far of a drop from here.
[ Well, whatever the case, he blinks as he watches Robin just defenestrates himself without a care in the world, watching the trailing edges of the coat looking featherlike.
Dropping down two floors is faster, he supposes. Though it's not something he'd do under normal circumstances. But, he just ends up giving a little shrug and following suit, for once taking the adage 'When in Rome...' though it isn't exactly applicable in its strictest sense either.
His landing is soft regardless and this time he decides to follow. ]