“The foot?” All she can see in her head is a giant foot randomly showing up in front of some man sized turtles. When he shrugs her arms move simultaneously with the slight adjustment. “Easy. You’re almost done.” A novice healer might have had their concentration broken and wound up with a puddle on the floor, but thankfully that’s not the case here. With a few more delicate finger movements she finishes her healing and pulls the water away to reveal a very healthy green arm. “Much better.”

By moving her arms languidly she holds the ball of water in front of them, no longer glowing, and in the center is a mixture of mostly blood with a little dirt. Looking almost as if it was encased in the water for display instead of being diluted.

“So that’s what happens when a foot attacks you with a katana, huh?” her tone is half joking. Keeping it aloft simply holding her hands still, she peers at it. “It was pretty deep too. You should stick to playing hero when you’re not injured.” Of course if it was the other way around, she probably would have done the same thing.