[she glares incredulously, at a loss. she can yell all she wants about what seems glaringly wrong, but what alternative do they truly have?! her eyes flutter a bit at the ask, snapping her out of the furious scrambling in her thought for contingencies; her mouth opens and closes without an answer at first, but--]
Healing, mending...I've never revived anyone from death, if that's what you mean. That's... [she shakes her head.]
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Healing, mending...I've never revived anyone from death, if that's what you mean. That's... [she shakes her head.]