[ jon closes his eyes as his forehead rests against her shoulder, and he breathes in and then out again. immediately following that explosion of raw pain, there's this soothing warmth that follows. it's her magic taking its effect on his arm- somehow it feels so much like her, and he doesn't know how that's possible, but it is. he keeps his eyes closed if only so he can focus on the beautiful way it feels like a cool rain washing out a scorching heat.
the arm is no longer broken when she has finished. he opens his eyes again and pulls back, breathing in through the relief that follows at being able to move his arm again without that pain shooting through it. the rest of his body hurts, but not nearly like that did so he nods, even as his worried gaze studies her quietly, searching for pain of her own. exhaustion of her own. he rests a hand against her arm reassuringly. ]
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the arm is no longer broken when she has finished. he opens his eyes again and pulls back, breathing in through the relief that follows at being able to move his arm again without that pain shooting through it. the rest of his body hurts, but not nearly like that did so he nods, even as his worried gaze studies her quietly, searching for pain of her own. exhaustion of her own. he rests a hand against her arm reassuringly. ]
Aye. Thank you. I'm okay now.