[But he's ready when Feli goes to wash it, and clenches his jaw to keep from making noise when the water gets into it, washing Galen's oils and herbs out and making everything feel extremely fresh and raw.
Then Feli's hands are wrapped around his arm and Kinji hisses quietly at the itching sensation, of skin and muscle knitting back together and bruises fading, until it's finished and a strange tingling is left over the unblemished skin. He lifts his other hand and runs his fingers lightly over the healed area, flexing his left wrist and splaying his fingers to test the skin and tendons beneath; but it all seems good as new, and a smile of relief breaks out on his face.]
That's a hell of a lot better. [And he turns the smile back to his friend.] Thanks, Feli.
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[But he's ready when Feli goes to wash it, and clenches his jaw to keep from making noise when the water gets into it, washing Galen's oils and herbs out and making everything feel extremely fresh and raw.
Then Feli's hands are wrapped around his arm and Kinji hisses quietly at the itching sensation, of skin and muscle knitting back together and bruises fading, until it's finished and a strange tingling is left over the unblemished skin. He lifts his other hand and runs his fingers lightly over the healed area, flexing his left wrist and splaying his fingers to test the skin and tendons beneath; but it all seems good as new, and a smile of relief breaks out on his face.]
That's a hell of a lot better. [And he turns the smile back to his friend.] Thanks, Feli.