[ waver can’t help but grit his teeth upon seeing the bloodied bandage; mostly anger but some fear as well.
but he remains composed, deciding to focus on keeping ion alert. ]
Tell me about your role, Ion. [ while he talks, waver decides to begin undressing the wound. ah, that looks terrible. with steady hands, waver begins to heal it. ] I doubt it was to heal everyone that comes with an injury.
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but he remains composed, deciding to focus on keeping ion alert. ]
Tell me about your role, Ion. [ while he talks, waver decides to begin undressing the wound. ah, that looks terrible. with steady hands, waver begins to heal it. ] I doubt it was to heal everyone that comes with an injury.