[ he hesitates a moment, glance sliding sideways to the angel at his side. at home, the sight of the creature would send people fleeing, screaming, if they didn't recognize jitter for who and what he was. here, though.. he supposes they must be unrecognizable. ]
An angel, [ he answers when he realizes he's been quiet too long, and dips his head again apologetically. ] Adire, a minor healer. [ he touches fingertips to the mark again. ] .. They can't.. fix me.
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An angel, [ he answers when he realizes he's been quiet too long, and dips his head again apologetically. ] Adire, a minor healer. [ he touches fingertips to the mark again. ] .. They can't.. fix me.