[Yfandes snorts, worried, but decides to trust these people. Healers had done more before, when they had to, though a part of her was glad they did not have to take off his shirt. Vanyel was a peacock, yes, but he had his reasons for disliking the scars that criss-crossed his body, testament to the tortures he had endured in his life.
She fidgeted, clearly worried for her Chosen, nudging at his hand with her muzzle and looking at Clow with pleading blue eyes. She hated feeling helpless.]
:: Yes, it is what he tried to do before. He thought it work, since he was not attempt to transverse worlds. But it seems opening into the Dead Zone will not work either. Some times, I wish he was not so driven to aid others...::
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She fidgeted, clearly worried for her Chosen, nudging at his hand with her muzzle and looking at Clow with pleading blue eyes. She hated feeling helpless.]
:: Yes, it is what he tried to do before. He thought it work, since he was not attempt to transverse worlds. But it seems opening into the Dead Zone will not work either. Some times, I wish he was not so driven to aid others...::