[Oh, now there's an interesting story. Though he longs for his home, Carlisle cannot help but enjoy the opportunity Hadriel grants him to learn about magic from other worlds. He's always been more of a scholar than a practitioner of other crafts, given healing is his only true talent. At least he's skilled in what he does, though magical wounds tend to be more complicated than those of the purely physical variety.]
I see.
[As he lets Regis get settled with his knee, Carlisle takes a seat himself and digs through his satchel, pulling out a few things: a mug, an empty jar, a piece of paper, an ink pen, and a bottle containing some leaves with curved thorns on the end. He fishes out a couple of leaves and tucks that bottle away before he starts tearing the thorns off. Accidentally drinking those would be just terrible.]
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Date: 2017-02-20 10:39 pm (UTC)I see.
[As he lets Regis get settled with his knee, Carlisle takes a seat himself and digs through his satchel, pulling out a few things: a mug, an empty jar, a piece of paper, an ink pen, and a bottle containing some leaves with curved thorns on the end. He fishes out a couple of leaves and tucks that bottle away before he starts tearing the thorns off. Accidentally drinking those would be just terrible.]
Are you a king, then?