[At first, Arilanna doesn't feel anything unusual. The sensation, when it begins, is a peculiar one. A tightness in her chest, a quickening of breath that under other circumstances would have been a warning to her to get whatever anxious feeling was troubling her under control.

This isn't unwanted nerves. There's none of the heightened awareness, the spike of adrenaline that accompanies them. Instead, Ari feels weary. As if she could easily fall asleep, right there by the bar.

It's an uncomfortable enough combination that she would have - quite possibly should have - pulled her hand away, under other circumstances. Why doesn't she? Even with the blood partially obscuring her view, Ari can see Valdis' wound closing up. She's far too fascinated by the process to want to stop it, even though it's taking a toll on her.

When the process is finished, Ari sits back down. An acknowledgement that she's no longer worried about what Valdis might do? Maybe. Or perhaps she's simply still a little unsteady on her feet.]

That's incredible. [Yes, she may be slightly in awe of it.] I felt physical effects - couldn't you say that you were taking the energy of my body, and using it to heal yours? [No need to get metaphysical about it at all.]