[ the only sound he makes is a sharp exhalation when bruno's magic wrenches his arm back into place, after which he takes a moment to test his range of movement— unimpeded, good, he'll need that should he need to fly at any point— before nodding briskly and hauling himself carefully to his feet. ]
That's enough. Save your strength for whatever else we'll end up having to deal with.
Don't mention it— it was only logical to safeguard the two of you first.
[ it's not because he cares in the least or anything so don't misunderstand him. if he goes down someone can get him back up, if they go down then well, he can heal, but... :/
thanks to both bruno and urianger, though, the injuries he still possesses if any are just superficial at most. there's more extensive damage to his clothing, though, the worn cloak clearly having seen better days by this point... which gets a 'tsk' out of him. unfortunately for him, it's both magically reinforced and practically soaked in his magic; the sigils on it have been serving as augments for his ability to transform the same way that magic circles might.
there's another outfit he's worked on enchanting similarly, just because it's something he can freely don and dispel on a whim and thus is convenient— but he actually hadn't thought it would be necessary so quickly... oh well, nothing for it right now. a snap of his fingers, and the worn old tactician's coat is replaced with something substantially more decorated. ]
[It's okay Robin, we won't think too hard about your motivations behind protecting the fellow wizzies.
He watches the sudden costume change with intrigue. Wow, that's a snazzy outfit. It reminds him that he recently got something like that of his own. He'll remember to don it should the need arise.]
Aye. There may yet be more in need of healing.
[And it'll turn out there will be quite a few injured...]
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That's enough. Save your strength for whatever else we'll end up having to deal with.
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Thou hast my utmost gratitude for the barrier, Robin.
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[ it's not because he cares in the least or anything so don't misunderstand him. if he goes down someone can get him back up, if they go down then well, he can heal, but... :/
thanks to both bruno and urianger, though, the injuries he still possesses if any are just superficial at most. there's more extensive damage to his clothing, though, the worn cloak clearly having seen better days by this point... which gets a 'tsk' out of him. unfortunately for him, it's both magically reinforced and practically soaked in his magic; the sigils on it have been serving as augments for his ability to transform the same way that magic circles might.
there's another outfit he's worked on enchanting similarly, just because it's something he can freely don and dispel on a whim and thus is convenient— but he actually hadn't thought it would be necessary so quickly... oh well, nothing for it right now. a snap of his fingers, and the worn old tactician's coat is replaced with something substantially more decorated. ]
We should find the others.
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He watches the sudden costume change with intrigue. Wow, that's a snazzy outfit. It reminds him that he recently got something like that of his own. He'll remember to don it should the need arise.]
Aye. There may yet be more in need of healing.
[And it'll turn out there will be quite a few injured...]