[ She hums out an acknowledging noise, and as she manages to wipe the last of the kibble off her shoe, her eyes drift over to the bandage sealed over her skin. Before, she would just heal the wound off with magic; the plaster feels strange and stiff, in contrast. ]
Right. Well, thanks for the help. [ Faintly, she sighs. ] Were you going to use this, too? Let me get out of your way.
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Right. Well, thanks for the help. [ Faintly, she sighs. ] Were you going to use this, too? Let me get out of your way.