[ He flattens his palm against the discoloration on her skin, a mockery of what it is she can do with her chakra. He's never been talented in healing, and while he's more familiar with what it means to linger with an injury, even he isn't used to this extent. ]
I know.
[ After a moment, he slides his hand down her arm and pauses (it's a tangible thing, a freezing in his shoulders like he's uncertain of himself) before letting it settle on her wrist, keeping contact. ]
ah.......
I know.
[ After a moment, he slides his hand down her arm and pauses (it's a tangible thing, a freezing in his shoulders like he's uncertain of himself) before letting it settle on her wrist, keeping contact. ]