[He's wary of any kind of magic, he still doesn't entirely trust Meng Yao but he's reached a point where he just wants it to stop hurting even though he's sure he deserves the pain.]
[Hux was quiet for a few moments. He couldn't judge Meng Yao for growing up in a brothel considering he was born a bastard child of a kitchen maid.]
Show me what you can do.
[It's not just his leg and chest that hurt right now. He's endured loss that hurts just as bad despite his best attempts not to let the emotions overwhelm him.]</small.
[He looks up and gives a small smile as if that is a completely normal request. Shifting to a seat beside Hux, he lays his hand on his leg and closes his eyes, his fingertips glowing as he channels healing energy into the wound.]
Warmth is a sign of life. [And that is precisely the sort of energy he is giving Hux. It will give him the strength he needs to knit the wounds closed.]
Death is cold and lonely. [He knew that from experience.]
I'm sure it was only a moment in reality but that moment felt like forever.
[It had been cold. And he had never felt more alone than at that moment. He normally he wouldn't admit this but Meng Yao understood and he doubts anyone else would.]
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[He sat down heavily before pouring out glasses of whiskey for them.]
It still hurts but it's healing. The best I can expect at this point.
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[Healing energy is as easy to generate as defensive energy. Meng Yao sips on his glass.]
There are also pain relieving techniques if you have an open mind.
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[He's wary of any kind of magic, he still doesn't entirely trust Meng Yao but he's reached a point where he just wants it to stop hurting even though he's sure he deserves the pain.]
What kind of pain relieving techniques?
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{It isn't his forte, but he could help. Both of them have to trudge through the messes they have made.}
Some are innocent - others less so. All require touch.
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[He's not sure what a golden core is, he just hopes it's not something similar to the Force. He's had enough of the Force and anything like it.]
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[He runs a finger delicately around the rim of his glass.]
My healing comes from my golden core. I use my energy to speed the process of repair in your body.
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Show me what you can do.
[It's not just his leg and chest that hurt right now. He's endured loss that hurts just as bad despite his best attempts not to let the emotions overwhelm him.]</small.
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It might feel warm.
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He closed his eyes as Meng Yao placed a hand on his leg.]
It does feel warm.
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Death is cold and lonely. [He knew that from experience.]
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[It had been cold. And he had never felt more alone than at that moment. He normally he wouldn't admit this but Meng Yao understood and he doubts anyone else would.]