[She'd responded to his audio transmission immediately, trying to keep the rising panic at hearing a friend call out for healing under control— she'd been unable to reach him at the time, and even if she had, she didn't have the skills necessary to help him, but she'd insisted on staying on the line until Ferran confirmed that he'd received healing and was safe. It's another fifteen minutes before she finally finds him near the entrance, looking—
Well.
He's looked better.]
Ferran...
[She frowns, her brow furrowed as she picks up her pace, closing the distance between them and grabbing his shoulder with one hand.]
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Well.
He's looked better.]
Ferran...
[She frowns, her brow furrowed as she picks up her pace, closing the distance between them and grabbing his shoulder with one hand.]
What happened?