[b][color=#a4161a]"It'll heal by tomorrow. You should look after the others first at least."[/color][/b] Sparky's hand got some nasty wound, for one. A crippling one as far as fighting was concerned. That need fixing over just about anything else, her firepower was insane.

Yvonne looked impassively at the hood for a few seconds before relenting and bit down. A correct decision, considering what happened next. It hurt like a motherfucker, but she resisted the urge to yank the limb back. Cedar moved with purpose, and whatever he's doing it felt right. And also way too long, but eh. Still shorter than natural healing. She'd take a bout of hurt if it returned her to the field at tip top shape immediately.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Do I look like I've got a choice? Didn't even bring the right set of arms."[/color][/b] Would've dragged a nice wide spear otherwise. Testing the shoulder for a bit, it was a pleasant surprise to find it actually slightly limber than before. Or maybe it's just her feelings, but the healing was done well. [b][color=#a4161a]"Thanks for the patch up. Anyway, that girl? Born to be a mage. Wave a hand and toss me like a tumbleweed, throws explosion all over the place. Good thing she's inexperienced, if she's got combat training at all we'd be dead."[/color][/b]