With a clear sense of what needs to be repaired, she brings her other hand to join the first above his leg and promptly channels healing aether directly into it. It is not a spell, but simply a malleable portion of her own aether she shapes as she guides it down from hip to toes, knitting together cracked bone and torn sinew, rejuvenating damaged nerves and blood vessels.

Healing may not be her specialty, but she has a keen grasp of anatomy and was unrivaled in her ability to shapechange—all of which serves to give her an unorthodox efficacy to her curative arts.

"A noble act," she can admit that much. "But what of your life?"