gryfflogan-jacobs :
He couldnât help but raise an eyebrow at the girl, wondering why exactly she wanted to help him. For all she knew he was just a violent asshole whoâd been looking for an excuse to hit someone and deserved to have hurt his hand. It was an unlikely situation, but certainly possible. âWhat are you, a healer?â Logan asked, not completely sure if he should let just anybody fix up his hand. He knew that healing magic had to be pretty precise, or or it would just make things even worse.Â
She didnât really know why she wanted to help but she did. He seemed like someone that she wouldnât think twice about helping despite barely knowing him. âNot fully qualified yet but Iâve been studying healing ever since I was a kid and I help out in the hospital wing as a sort of placement or internship, however you want to describe itâ she shrugged and held out her hand âSo if you trust me give me your hand I can get it fixed in no time. Itâs okay, you can even have the cookie in my bag if youâre a good patient.âÂ







