01-04-2022, 07:04 PM
Godric had no idea that he had been so exposed, and likely a good thing too or he would have been red all over from embarrassment. The last thing he wanted was women to be traipsing after him while he was trying to be a responsible adult! It was what tended to happen when he got even partially naked with anyone (with that one exception, of course). Instead, he remained blissfully ignorant of the healer's roving eyes and her dangerous thoughts towards him.
Curiously, she used the same spell on his lip that he had used on his nose. He had been unaware that the spell was multi-faceted. He had thought it was only for minor breaks like toes or fingers or noses. Interesting that it also worked on skin as well. He might have to try that out the next time he was in need of healing for one reason or another. The less he had to depend on others to clean up his messes, the better off relations would likely be between the healer and himself. And it was important that they could work professionally together for the sake of the students.
But if he was always having to come to her for healing, she would likely think him no better than a more clumsy child still learning to walk. Not that he was always getting hurt! Godric was quite capable. He just did the occasional fun thing that turned out to be not so brilliant in the aftermath. Heaven help him if any of his students were like him in personality because this woman would be on the job every hour of the day just trying to keep them in fighting shape!
When she offered him the bark, he looked at her as though she had lost her mind. It may hurt a bit, he wasn't some green soldier unused to pain. She would do what she had to do and he would sit still and bear it, as he had trained himself to do. He took it in hand, not sure about what oils would do to help him with the pain. "Thank you for the offer but no, save it for the students who might need it." Godric said, setting it on the table she'd pulled up beside them. Of course, she had already used it so it was going to waste anyway but he refused to be a that stripling of a page who couldn't bear a healer's touch. This was a point that she made very clear. It was already used and she could not use it again - thus, use it and not let it go to waste. It was almost a five minute argument - time waning that he did not have. Finally, he grabbed the stick hastily and put it in his mouth and then gave her a look as if to say, 'There, happy now?'.
Curiously, she used the same spell on his lip that he had used on his nose. He had been unaware that the spell was multi-faceted. He had thought it was only for minor breaks like toes or fingers or noses. Interesting that it also worked on skin as well. He might have to try that out the next time he was in need of healing for one reason or another. The less he had to depend on others to clean up his messes, the better off relations would likely be between the healer and himself. And it was important that they could work professionally together for the sake of the students.
But if he was always having to come to her for healing, she would likely think him no better than a more clumsy child still learning to walk. Not that he was always getting hurt! Godric was quite capable. He just did the occasional fun thing that turned out to be not so brilliant in the aftermath. Heaven help him if any of his students were like him in personality because this woman would be on the job every hour of the day just trying to keep them in fighting shape!
When she offered him the bark, he looked at her as though she had lost her mind. It may hurt a bit, he wasn't some green soldier unused to pain. She would do what she had to do and he would sit still and bear it, as he had trained himself to do. He took it in hand, not sure about what oils would do to help him with the pain. "Thank you for the offer but no, save it for the students who might need it." Godric said, setting it on the table she'd pulled up beside them. Of course, she had already used it so it was going to waste anyway but he refused to be a that stripling of a page who couldn't bear a healer's touch. This was a point that she made very clear. It was already used and she could not use it again - thus, use it and not let it go to waste. It was almost a five minute argument - time waning that he did not have. Finally, he grabbed the stick hastily and put it in his mouth and then gave her a look as if to say, 'There, happy now?'.
