We don't have time for medicine. ( He insists, his voice taking on a sudden sternness. Like this isn't something that's up for debate, much as he does enjoy arguing with Fenris about any and every thing that they could find disapproving opinions on.

He moves closer, but he doesn't reach out for him or call upon his creation energy to heal. Much as he wants to, he would never try to force it on him, knowing his history and overall distaste for magic. )

There are going to be more waves coming soon. And if you strain yourself any further, you're only going to make what ever happened to your head that much worse.

Is that really worth preserving your own blighted pride?