[ Kostos thinks for a long moment. Unfortunately, that last line was all the charm he has. He's out now. So at the end of that long moment, he wobbles his head like sort of but not really and says, ]
No. Anyone can do that.
[ Which, shit, sounds condescending—
And it is. A little. Kostos has no idea why mages who can choose not to risk possession (more so than usual) and have the Templars breathe down their necks (more so than usual) and have to deal with spirits (more so than usual) would volunteer for it just to be able to reattach limbs or whatever.
—but, shit. ]
I mean, people learn to be healers. We [ he twitches a hand toward himself ] just happen. [ Unfortunately, says his tone. But after another pause, one long enough that it almost indicates he's done talking, he adds, ] Thank you.
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No. Anyone can do that.
[ Which, shit, sounds condescending—
And it is. A little. Kostos has no idea why mages who can choose not to risk possession (more so than usual) and have the Templars breathe down their necks (more so than usual) and have to deal with spirits (more so than usual) would volunteer for it just to be able to reattach limbs or whatever.
—but, shit. ]
I mean, people learn to be healers. We [ he twitches a hand toward himself ] just happen. [ Unfortunately, says his tone. But after another pause, one long enough that it almost indicates he's done talking, he adds, ] Thank you.
[ For the proper restraint comment. Belatedly. ]