Eleven meets Archeval's eyes, smiling relief to see him more aware.
"I knew you would," he assures honestly and with a little pride. Of course, he hadn't known Archeval had engaged Unhalad, but he'd known his faith in him was well-placed.
Eleven's attention skips back down to the injury, glad for renewed cooperation as he examines the breadth and depth of it with most of the blood soaked up. The wristorative is slow to effect much, but it's saved him some energy over the course of night to let his patients hold or wear it for awhile.
Patting away further trickles of fresh blood, Eleven sets the cloth aside and reaches deep to call for his magic. A faint green glow suffuses his fingertips, hovering over the wound as it begins to mend the deepest reach of it with a warm breath of life energy.
Sweat beads his brow after only a few moments. "..Are you injured anywhere else?"
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"I knew you would," he assures honestly and with a little pride. Of course, he hadn't known Archeval had engaged Unhalad, but he'd known his faith in him was well-placed.
Eleven's attention skips back down to the injury, glad for renewed cooperation as he examines the breadth and depth of it with most of the blood soaked up. The wristorative is slow to effect much, but it's saved him some energy over the course of night to let his patients hold or wear it for awhile.
Patting away further trickles of fresh blood, Eleven sets the cloth aside and reaches deep to call for his magic. A faint green glow suffuses his fingertips, hovering over the wound as it begins to mend the deepest reach of it with a warm breath of life energy.
Sweat beads his brow after only a few moments. "..Are you injured anywhere else?"