[Okay. Right, good, that's encouraging. Since they seem to be almost on the same page here—]
I do have some ability to heal such things.
[Which is not precisely what he was asked, but it's an answer nonetheless. It sounds a bit more confident than he feels, and he very deliberately sidesteps the parts of Jin Guangyao's questions he doesn't really follow. (Witches, worlds, et cetera. despite the boasting of the fey for their teachings, hasn't had a need to sink in that it applies to him as well.) Mostly because they very clearly don't have the time for it. He's just been operating under the assumption of his usual skillset. If gone a little weird , but hey. It's a weird fucking dream, and it's all kind of worked out so far.
Weighing the emphatic warnings and the way Jin Guangyao seems to be struggling painfully forward, his posture shapes back up to choosing his words very carefully, like he's talking to a spooked horse.]
If you're amenable, I'd like to try. [If it's a poison, or a sickness...he can purify that sort of thing, has done so in the past. Thing is, to Lay on Hands he does, literally, need to lay on hands.]
I do need to approach. [Pointed, if mostly in light of the previous warning and the perceived struggle than any assumed ill intent. Let him come to you. He demonstrates by stepping forward, dropping down to a crouch in front of Jin Guangyao with his hands held in front of him, palm up and open to appear nonthreatening.] If you could be still, a moment.
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I do have some ability to heal such things.
[Which is not precisely what he was asked, but it's an answer nonetheless. It sounds a bit more confident than he feels, and he very deliberately sidesteps the parts of Jin Guangyao's questions he doesn't really follow. (Witches, worlds, et cetera. despite the boasting of the fey for their teachings, hasn't had a need to sink in that it applies to him as well.) Mostly because they very clearly don't have the time for it. He's just been operating under the assumption of his usual skillset. If gone a little weird , but hey. It's a weird fucking dream, and it's all kind of worked out so far.
Weighing the emphatic warnings and the way Jin Guangyao seems to be struggling painfully forward, his posture shapes back up to choosing his words very carefully, like he's talking to a spooked horse.]
If you're amenable, I'd like to try. [If it's a poison, or a sickness...he can purify that sort of thing, has done so in the past. Thing is, to Lay on Hands he does, literally, need to lay on hands.]
I do need to approach. [Pointed, if mostly in light of the previous warning and the perceived struggle than any assumed ill intent. Let him come to you. He demonstrates by stepping forward, dropping down to a crouch in front of Jin Guangyao with his hands held in front of him, palm up and open to appear nonthreatening.] If you could be still, a moment.
[What could possibly go wrong.]