[ Steve offers Mipha a smile in return, small but genuine at least. A hand goes up to the stone embedded into the side of his neck, placed there like a seed trying to take root in his body. He lets his fingers brush past it, annoyed that he can't seem to pull it out. He's certain he knows what it does, too. ]
Usually I'd be healing a lot faster than this but it seems like whoever took us captive made some pretty in-depth preparations for us.
[ He wouldn't call his abilities magic, exactly, but it's definitely something else. ]
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[ Steve offers Mipha a smile in return, small but genuine at least. A hand goes up to the stone embedded into the side of his neck, placed there like a seed trying to take root in his body. He lets his fingers brush past it, annoyed that he can't seem to pull it out. He's certain he knows what it does, too. ]
Usually I'd be healing a lot faster than this but it seems like whoever took us captive made some pretty in-depth preparations for us.
[ He wouldn't call his abilities magic, exactly, but it's definitely something else. ]