[The mending process is very slow indeed--enough so that it's taking Jade some time to properly register just what's actually going on here. Regeneration of this variety just isn't exactly a thing that any human ever does in the world of Auldrant--not completely unheard of with monsters, perhaps, and healing artes can induce such a thing to injuries when cast, but neither of these things seem to be the case here...and the agonizingly slow knitting of Natsuno's arm is easy to miss initially. The lack of more blood on its own takes a second or so to properly sink in, to say nothing of processing what the immediate implications of this even actually are, and the sound of Natsuno speaking up ends up being enough to briefly thoroughly sidetrack said processing as well. Jade's attention promptly snaps from the site of impalement to Natsuno's face, startled yet again at the level of responsiveness already happening--though the first words out of Natsuno's mouth are something like that, and the frown on Jade's features is deepening upon hearing it.]
No, we are getting help, because I am not just leaving you like this. [Again with this...what even is this, honestly? Teen brattiness can stretch a long way for a lot of situations, perhaps, but at a time like this it really is quite beyond the pale. Jade's not sure whether to be more impressed or irritated that this would be the first thing Natsuno tries to think of upon regaining consciousness--mistaking it for some sort of bizarre sacrificial streak as he still is, anyway...he sighs.] Transport would be unwise, but--
[--Oh, but no, time to put that tangent away rather promptly too. Because Natsuno very clearly isn't actually listening, seeing as he's now--moving--and grabbing the metal shard in his stomach, and pulling--
The result is no surprise whatsoever, but the sight of the attempt and the noise Natsuno makes to accompany it sure isn't pleasant all the same! Eyes widening as a flash of something genuinely between surprise and a mortified sort of concern crosses Jade's features, he's automatically reaching to grab the wrist attached to the uninjured hand trying to pull out that shard for a fact--] --Hold on! Don't--you're impaled! Pulling this out of the wound will only accelerate the loss of your--your...
[...There's still barely any blood coming out. A small renewed surge, perhaps, accompanying the slight budging of the shard, but again right after--nothing more. It finally does start to sink in as Jade nearly says it, even if he's still gripping Natsuno's wrist in the pause that falls, staring from his stomach to...that crushed arm, a slight movement at the corner of his eye, as the horrible angle it's in seems to be--slowly--starting...to right itself...?
Well now.]
...Your blood. [Practically a second statement, by the time the tail end of that sentence finally finishes. A frown settles anew on Jade's features as he returns to eye contact with Natsuno. Thoughts are still whirling, trying to make sense of this brand new data, but the first and most likely explanation being formed is...] Wait. Are you healing?
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No, we are getting help, because I am not just leaving you like this. [Again with this...what even is this, honestly? Teen brattiness can stretch a long way for a lot of situations, perhaps, but at a time like this it really is quite beyond the pale. Jade's not sure whether to be more impressed or irritated that this would be the first thing Natsuno tries to think of upon regaining consciousness--mistaking it for some sort of bizarre sacrificial streak as he still is, anyway...he sighs.] Transport would be unwise, but--
[--Oh, but no, time to put that tangent away rather promptly too. Because Natsuno very clearly isn't actually listening, seeing as he's now--moving--and grabbing the metal shard in his stomach, and pulling--
The result is no surprise whatsoever, but the sight of the attempt and the noise Natsuno makes to accompany it sure isn't pleasant all the same! Eyes widening as a flash of something genuinely between surprise and a mortified sort of concern crosses Jade's features, he's automatically reaching to grab the wrist attached to the uninjured hand trying to pull out that shard for a fact--] --Hold on! Don't--you're impaled! Pulling this out of the wound will only accelerate the loss of your--your...
[...There's still barely any blood coming out. A small renewed surge, perhaps, accompanying the slight budging of the shard, but again right after--nothing more. It finally does start to sink in as Jade nearly says it, even if he's still gripping Natsuno's wrist in the pause that falls, staring from his stomach to...that crushed arm, a slight movement at the corner of his eye, as the horrible angle it's in seems to be--slowly--starting...to right itself...?
Well now.]
...Your blood. [Practically a second statement, by the time the tail end of that sentence finally finishes. A frown settles anew on Jade's features as he returns to eye contact with Natsuno. Thoughts are still whirling, trying to make sense of this brand new data, but the first and most likely explanation being formed is...] Wait. Are you healing?