#acolyteaishia

Catisa Wells sighed and nodded, "Thank you." She did as she was told and moved to sit, reaching up to undo the sling and carefully hold her arm out. "I've taken some baths and let it soak. About all the relief I have had is some anti-itch cream that Miss Silverfield gave me."

Aishia takes Catisa's arm gingerly, pushing the sleeve up to examine the burn. Her own hands were warm as she channeled the Light, fingertips glowing ever so slightly. "I assure you that I have seen worse." Her hand drifted just above the wound, the glow grew brighter as the magic increased. Flesh was stitching together, but it was slow and likely uncomfortable.  

As Aishia pushed her sleeve back she would see what was obviously third degree burns. Catisa would wince at first, but as the soothing light reached its way into her flesh, she found she simply watched the woman in awe. "I've never... been healed like this. Are there side effects?" She asked, ever the scientist.

Aishia's fingers continued to hover over the wound, her brow knitting in concentration. Layer by layer the wound was closing, but it felt as if it were a snail's pace. "It will be sore, and you might have a scar with how badly you were burned. But no lingering effects."

Catisa Wells smiled weakly, "Thank you, that's... amazing really. So you're saying I should be able to be back to a hundred percent for our excursion at week's end?"

Aishia wrinkled her nose a little, her expression unsure. She didn't want to crush the poor girl's hopes, but she also didn't want to risk sending her out wounded... "If the Light is gracious, yes." She released Catisa's arm. The skin was still red but no longer charred and open. It would still hurt, for sure, but she could move it. It was reduced to a first degree burn in most places.  

Catisa Wells winced occasionally as the light continued to weave her flesh back together, her free hand tight around the edge of the table. The only thing keeping her from yelling out was the booze still in her system and the nice view. Though she would hardly comment on it. Instead she simply bit her bottom lip and watched her work, "I appreciate your honesty." She admitted and once her arm was released she raised it and began to flex each digit, only wincing a little occasionally. For the most part, her discomfort had disappeared, the pain all but gone. "Wow!" She exclaimed, "That really is amazing! It feels like you gave me a whole new arm!" She giggled, "Kind of tingles too."

Aishia smiled as she got to her...hooves again, dusting her hands off with a job well done! While it didn't look like much, intense healing of deep tissues really did take it out of her. "You are quite refreshing, Miss Wells. Your smile is...like sunshine?"

Catisa Wells blushed and hid her smile behind her palm, embarrassed now that she felt seen. "Thank you, Miss Aishia. You're too kind, I'm flattered someone who has control over the living light would compare anything about me to sunshine." She snickered and removed the sling from her shoulder, still testing her arm out and rotating each joint to test her mobility. She found her limits, but they were much more satisfying than her prior limitations, and rose to her feet as well. "I feel like my thanks isn't quite enough gratitude, could I perhaps offer you lunch or dinner some time? I'd offer a drink, but I feel that would be foolish to assume a woman of your practice partakes in such things."

Aishia pulled her bag over her shoulder, pleased that the bandages weren't needed as she feared. "Your gratitude illuminates my heart, Miss Wells. But I would never turn down a meal!" Truly, Aishia was happy to just be of service. "The Light flows through me to bless those around me. I am but a tool."

Catisa Wells grinned up at the woman, "Surely you're more than that! Just like any other you have a uniqueness about you and a personality, your humanity makes you far more than simply a tool. You're an asset, to be sure." She giggled and canted her head to the side, satisfied with her arm's state she allowed it to fall back by her side once more, freely. "And it would be my treat! How about later this week?"

Aishia simply beamed at a job well done. "After the mission, yes? We will see how things fall for everyone. Hopefully I won't be too busy to see you."

Catisa Wells beamed in return, "That sounds like a plan! And hopefully I won't be one of the ones that you need to visit again." She snickered and held out her right hand to the woman, "It's a pleasure to meet you, despite the circumstances."

Aishia took Catisa's hand and gave it a soft squeeze. It was clear the draenei mostly worked indoors, her skin was soft. "The pleasure has been mine, Miss Wells. Please stay safe. May the Light bless your path."

Beneath the gloved hands her fingers were heavily calloused and stained as though she worked with heavy tools a lot. "Yours as well, Miss Aishia!" The fledgling mage grinned, "And thanks again! Having my arm back will make my life so much easier."