You're dead too? [ mal raises a brow. he'd meant that if he dies, he would be alright but... well. there is that too.
so he nods, slowly. ] Yeah, I guess.
[ he takes a deep breath and nods, closing his eyes and tilting his head back like he's still looking up and away. ] Go ahead. [ it's not that he distrusts rey, but that he doesn't quite trust anyone or their powers here. there's on exception so far but that trust has been built through a lifetime together, before alina's sunlight tore them apart and then mal clawed his way to fjerde and across ravka to find her again. ]
[The touch of her fingertips to his stomach is so light he might not feel it right away, but that bit of contact feels almost necessary to her now when she can't actually see the wound she's healing. Before it had been obvious punctures and there had been no question what needed to be mended, but with this she has to actually find the source of his pain.
The touch of the Force to his body is like a cool balm, something gentle that moves through him to stitch back together lacerations and ease pulled and torn muscle, to guide blood back into its proper channels. It's oddly easy to set him to rights once she starts and by the time she opens her eyes after it's done she's just a little proud of herself, of how far she's come.
Leia would be proud and just that thought alone is enough to make her smile, softly.]
[ the touch is feather light and mal doesn't mind it, even if he nearly hisses when she presses down to feel.
the force is different from the grip of a heartrender's magic, which left mal gasping for air and blood burning in his veins. he gasps, reaches up to grab her wrist but doesn't pull it away.
when she stops his brows furrow and mal takes a moment, a deep breath. ] Yes.
[Once, that unexpected grab would have earned him a punch in the face but right now, in this context and with Mal being someone she's come to trust she doesn't so much as flinch. Instead, once she finishes she leaves her hand where it is on his stomach and uses her other one to touch the back of the hand grabbing her wrist gently. Not to pull away or tell him to stop, but just... a connection. Something nice after something that might have had him a little nervous, a little worried.
It's a small gesture, but from her it does mean quite a lot.
And when he speaks she can't help the soft laugh that sneaks out of her.]
Are you asking me or telling me? I could keep going if you've got some pulled muscles or a headache you haven't told me about.
[ mal takes another deep breath, then two more. it's grounding and he takes a moment to take stock of how he's feeling.
no headache, nothing sore. ] No, I'm... I feel healed. [ like when the heartrender had done it but rey's been more thorough, going beyond what's just enough.
so while it's a rare peak of laughter from rey, mal offers a genuine smile. ] Thank you.
[She's honestly not really all that sure what to do with that gratitude or the fact that she likes that she made him smile, so instead of an actual answer she just pats his hand and takes hers away from him, lets them rest on the edge of the bed while she looks around them.]
No one's really paying much attention now if you want to try to slip out.
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Hmm. Better address that. He tries for the joke and so she gives him the smile, but she also reaches a hand out to rest on his arm.]
I'm dead too. If that helps. Maybe we'll cancel each other out, two dead people make a live one.
[And she tries to gloss right over it, make it something he can just not talk about if he wants to avoid it by changing the subject.]
This won't hurt and you won't see anything, but if you want to close your eyes now would be a good time.
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so he nods, slowly. ] Yeah, I guess.
[ he takes a deep breath and nods, closing his eyes and tilting his head back like he's still looking up and away. ] Go ahead. [ it's not that he distrusts rey, but that he doesn't quite trust anyone or their powers here. there's on exception so far but that trust has been built through a lifetime together, before alina's sunlight tore them apart and then mal clawed his way to fjerde and across ravka to find her again. ]
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The touch of the Force to his body is like a cool balm, something gentle that moves through him to stitch back together lacerations and ease pulled and torn muscle, to guide blood back into its proper channels. It's oddly easy to set him to rights once she starts and by the time she opens her eyes after it's done she's just a little proud of herself, of how far she's come.
Leia would be proud and just that thought alone is enough to make her smile, softly.]
Better?
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the force is different from the grip of a heartrender's magic, which left mal gasping for air and blood burning in his veins. he gasps, reaches up to grab her wrist but doesn't pull it away.
when she stops his brows furrow and mal takes a moment, a deep breath. ] Yes.
Yeah. Better. [ perfect, really. ] I feel fine?
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It's a small gesture, but from her it does mean quite a lot.
And when he speaks she can't help the soft laugh that sneaks out of her.]
Are you asking me or telling me? I could keep going if you've got some pulled muscles or a headache you haven't told me about.
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no headache, nothing sore. ] No, I'm... I feel healed. [ like when the heartrender had done it but rey's been more thorough, going beyond what's just enough.
so while it's a rare peak of laughter from rey, mal offers a genuine smile. ] Thank you.
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No one's really paying much attention now if you want to try to slip out.