11-10-2022, 01:16 PM
Godric had never cared to have his injuries healed magically. Honestly, if he was stupid enough to get hurt, then the pain was a lesson of it's own kind. Visible stuff, yes - he hid that for appearance's sake but he rarely actually healed them. If only anybody could see what was underneath the mask that he wore daily to hide exactly what his life had been like over the years. Maybe that made him vain but he thought of it more as public relations. Nobody was going to want to learn from a grizzled, scarily scarred man. While hands were harder to hide than a face, he thought those gave him character. After all, who would believe that a dueler/knight would have soft hands. It would make him a disgrace!
Thus, he wasn't pleased when she just healed them without permission - just so she could avoid having to face someone else in this condition. Didn't she understand that he was just trying to get her the best help available instead of his make-shift healing spells? What if her head wasn't clear enough to explain what she needed or, worse, passed out, leaving him alone to manage it?
And then the shot she took about him trying to help him being a manly moment instead of a chivalrous one - it just rubbed him the wrong way.
But then, she'd had a head injury. Likely she was just babbling and unable to express herself in the proper way. He had to keep that in mind in order to keep the irritation from showing.
"Thank you," Godric said, flexing his hand a few times. "This will work just fine." The fingers did feel a bit better than they had. He could have easily opened the door even with them broken but if it made her happy, then so be it. So he did just that. And as soon as the door was wide enough for them both to fit through, he scooped her up again and headed inside. Godric carried her over to the bell pull to summon a house elf, requesting of the creature that it close the door behind him since his hands were a little occupied. The elf said nothing, simply bowing and rushing to follow orders. They couldn't leave it open or they left themselves exposed. It would also invalidate certain protective spells he'd lain on the castle. No matter how he felt right now, he would never let his guard down when it came to his students' safety.
"Up we go then," he said lightly, heading for the Grand Staircase to get her up to the infirmary where they could get fixed up.
Thus, he wasn't pleased when she just healed them without permission - just so she could avoid having to face someone else in this condition. Didn't she understand that he was just trying to get her the best help available instead of his make-shift healing spells? What if her head wasn't clear enough to explain what she needed or, worse, passed out, leaving him alone to manage it?
And then the shot she took about him trying to help him being a manly moment instead of a chivalrous one - it just rubbed him the wrong way.
But then, she'd had a head injury. Likely she was just babbling and unable to express herself in the proper way. He had to keep that in mind in order to keep the irritation from showing.
"Thank you," Godric said, flexing his hand a few times. "This will work just fine." The fingers did feel a bit better than they had. He could have easily opened the door even with them broken but if it made her happy, then so be it. So he did just that. And as soon as the door was wide enough for them both to fit through, he scooped her up again and headed inside. Godric carried her over to the bell pull to summon a house elf, requesting of the creature that it close the door behind him since his hands were a little occupied. The elf said nothing, simply bowing and rushing to follow orders. They couldn't leave it open or they left themselves exposed. It would also invalidate certain protective spells he'd lain on the castle. No matter how he felt right now, he would never let his guard down when it came to his students' safety.
"Up we go then," he said lightly, heading for the Grand Staircase to get her up to the infirmary where they could get fixed up.
