[Even if she didn't have some inkling of Anton's pain tolerance, the fact Erskine is worrying would have put Raine on edge. She jerks back, eyes wide, breath sticking. No. No, tell her she didn't.]
Anton? Are you--
[Very carefully magic-less, she reaches to check his pulse, his pupils. Part of her is already racing along the logical trails. Coincidence is possible but extraordinarily improbable: Anton reacted to her magic. It looks like he reacted badly. Her artes speed and fuel the body's natural regeneration. Therefore... therefore.]
[The other part of Raine's mind is locked in a tiny loop of panic, an ever quickening stream of no no no no I hurt him I can't fix this. Raine ignores this part, despite the unsteady fluttering it causes. It is not constructive. Panic will wait.]
no subject
[Even if she didn't have some inkling of Anton's pain tolerance, the fact Erskine is worrying would have put Raine on edge. She jerks back, eyes wide, breath sticking. No. No, tell her she didn't.]
Anton? Are you--
[Very carefully magic-less, she reaches to check his pulse, his pupils. Part of her is already racing along the logical trails. Coincidence is possible but extraordinarily improbable: Anton reacted to her magic. It looks like he reacted badly. Her artes speed and fuel the body's natural regeneration. Therefore... therefore.]
[The other part of Raine's mind is locked in a tiny loop of panic, an ever quickening stream of no no no no I hurt him I can't fix this. Raine ignores this part, despite the unsteady fluttering it causes. It is not constructive. Panic will wait.]