[ Healing should feel good! He lets his focus on healing stay on that poor hand - he'll see about getting rid of the other soreness later. But that hand has been left untreated for far too long for his liking.

That question has him shake his head a little, lips helplessly curling up a little. ] My master took me in when I was a baby. I suppose I was abandoned, and she found me in time. That's how she gets her disciples - I wish she'd found you.

[ Then he's told he's getting cocky! His cheeks pink a little and he ducks his head shyly, smile widening a little. He's not used to being teased! ]

Am I? I only know what I can handle, and when I've gone too far.

I will be glad to show you.