Mm. [Aerith nods, passing a hand over his face before she clasps her hands together as if in prayer. Muttering under her breath as she bows her head, a wind seems to kick up in the hall. Warmth seeps into his skin as Aerith prays, carefully controlling her life energy and his to mend the wounds. When she finishes his injuries are completely gone and she takes his hand. Using her Lifestream to make a split in the cast, it allows her to break it off with her bare hands.]
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Don't need that anymore...