[ The noise of that weapon against the floor is going to haunt him for a while to come.
He lets out another cough, tastes the coppery tang of blood on his tongue, and inhales again as his own healing magic courses through is damaged ribcage. Even before her prompting, he manages to get up on his knees, bent over while his free hand supports him. ]
Fine... if that's what you want.
[ He hauls himself upright, eyes flicking to her weapon arm. He's got the vial tucked away somewhere again, and the look on his face makes it clear he doesn't mean to give it to her without a fight. ]
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He lets out another cough, tastes the coppery tang of blood on his tongue, and inhales again as his own healing magic courses through is damaged ribcage. Even before her prompting, he manages to get up on his knees, bent over while his free hand supports him. ]
Fine... if that's what you want.
[ He hauls himself upright, eyes flicking to her weapon arm. He's got the vial tucked away somewhere again, and the look on his face makes it clear he doesn't mean to give it to her without a fight. ]