[What could possibly go wrong, indeed? The calming gestures don't go unnoticed, but Jin Guangyao is in enough pain and trying to resist the creeping urge to reach out and touch him, to spread it... no.
He takes in a good breath and nods, the desperation still unsettled in the pit of his stomach.]
I've heard it described as using your own magic to push out the corruption, to override it.
[He explains, filling in some additional details from watching some of those he's known. It probably doesn't jive so neatly with Fjord's plan, and he certainly isn't expecting him to actually touch. He did warn him, after all.
He shifts a little forwards anyway, the first small traces of black sliding from his sleeve and over the scales on the back of his hand.]
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He takes in a good breath and nods, the desperation still unsettled in the pit of his stomach.]
I've heard it described as using your own magic to push out the corruption, to override it.
[He explains, filling in some additional details from watching some of those he's known. It probably doesn't jive so neatly with Fjord's plan, and he certainly isn't expecting him to actually touch. He did warn him, after all.
He shifts a little forwards anyway, the first small traces of black sliding from his sleeve and over the scales on the back of his hand.]