[ He can't help it: he thinks of Fern watching him raise a corpse with a look of visceral disgust, demanding a promise that he would never do that to her. It's the same sudden intensity, the same revulsion lurking underneath.
Adrian swallows. For a foolish moment, he had let himself forget what he had become. Even his healing must look nightmarish to someone unfamiliar with it, the way it leaves a mark they can't refuse.
A part of him knows that this can't be just the healing, but even so... ]
I can't. [ He says, quietly. He looks up at Jason, meeting his gaze. ] My healing abilities have limits.
[ He doesn't think he needs to go into the details right at this moment. Despite the overt threat of violence, violence is something he's well accustomed to. He doesn't think that Jason would kill him, not the man who had just fought so hard to save his life, and anything short of death isn't worth worrying about. It isn't fear that needles at him, but his own shame and guilt.
He reaches for Jason's hand with both of his own — slowly, so as not to make things worse — and attempts to move it away from where it's come perilously close to touching his face. ]
I'm sorry that I didn't explain before proceeding.
[ But not sorry that he's done it, even so. Should they come to a crossroads where it's the only choice, Adrian will use his magic to heal Jason again without a second thought, but he doesn't like hurting people — physically or otherwise. It's just that it seems to be one of the few things he excels at. ] Is it all magic, or only that?
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Adrian swallows. For a foolish moment, he had let himself forget what he had become. Even his healing must look nightmarish to someone unfamiliar with it, the way it leaves a mark they can't refuse.
A part of him knows that this can't be just the healing, but even so... ]
I can't. [ He says, quietly. He looks up at Jason, meeting his gaze. ] My healing abilities have limits.
[ He doesn't think he needs to go into the details right at this moment. Despite the overt threat of violence, violence is something he's well accustomed to. He doesn't think that Jason would kill him, not the man who had just fought so hard to save his life, and anything short of death isn't worth worrying about. It isn't fear that needles at him, but his own shame and guilt.
He reaches for Jason's hand with both of his own — slowly, so as not to make things worse — and attempts to move it away from where it's come perilously close to touching his face. ]
I'm sorry that I didn't explain before proceeding.
[ But not sorry that he's done it, even so. Should they come to a crossroads where it's the only choice, Adrian will use his magic to heal Jason again without a second thought, but he doesn't like hurting people — physically or otherwise. It's just that it seems to be one of the few things he excels at. ] Is it all magic, or only that?