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[ Hello Vatheon. The SFC bounces to the ground and look! Its a somewhat vaguely familiar rather tall redhead.

Taking a nap on the coral.

All normal, right? Totally. Nice coat, simple shirt, dark pants...

All with a suspicious amount of red stain along his left side.

Totally all normal.

Bother him? ]

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[Challenge accepted.

Botan circles around for a bit, checking over his appearance, checking if he's breathing, the usual.

Then she pokes him with the broad end of her oar.]

Rise and shine, sleepyhead!

[ Hopefully she didn't poke him in the ribs on that stained left side-

Either way, he gives a ooomph noise, and winces. ]

But its oddly comfortable.

[ Mostly because its healing him, but that's besides the point. Rand blinks once, then a couple times to get water out of his eyes as he looks up. ]

I think a pillow would make it nicer, but that's neither here nor there.

[Good morning, who asked for a genki girl up in their face when they've just woken up?]

You seem to be in dire need of a towel right now.

A good point, but sleeping on the ground is nice too. Or coral-

[ He was really napping here for a completely different reason. One that might be explained with that wince. ]

... Thank you for reminding me. Although perhaps some freshwater first... I'd like to get the salt off...

[ Somewhat... gingerly sitting up. He's favoring that stained side. ]

...Excuse me, this may seem forward but--

[And she reaches out to lightly touch the stain, a bit of her spirit energy darting this way and that from her fingers to the fabric.]

I can heal that, if you'd like.

That would be great, if you could manage it.

[ Absently fascinated with the energy wisps. He's never seen female weaves- ]

The Taint in them is strong enough that scabbing is the best we've ever managed.

Taint...? Well, my spirit energy can ward off demons, for what that's worth, so--

[So she'll just shush up and start the healing. The small sparks before now bloom into a light over the stain.]

Do tell me when it's all right to stop, please.

I am not quite sure what 'demons' are, but... think the pour of the source of all that is dark, that has been stabbed by something that tried to be good enough to burn that dark away, and ended up so terrifying to all that not even the most evil of things would get near.

[ Ah, that dagger. Rand is so glad he wiped that place from the land with the Taint on saidin, it was no good for anyone.

He carefully reaches over and tugs his shirt away from his side, just to make sure the healing wouldn't heal to it. ]

I'll do my best. [ He's not really sure how well this is going to work. ]

Mhm, that would be demons what demons are like--dark and grotesque monsters your parents tell you about to keep you in bed at night and so on. Well, some demons are nice but that's something we didn't really find out 'til recently.

[Not to worry, her energy only heals wounds and purifies toxic inconsistencies in one's spirit, she's no magical seamstress.

Though her eyes do slide from the point of healing to the boy in curiosity despite wanting to concentrate her energy and do this right.]

What sort of world did you come from, Mister...?

A, until recently, dying one. Although, if memory serves right, it may be a repeating one. Elan said we'd done this before, just that this time was the last.

I think it is a good thing, for this to be the last. I don't know if our world could handle another Breaking.

[ Well, it ought to heal more easily for her then, to the point it very heavily resists, but... Rand's spirit is a bit strange. There's quite a bit of tar-like toxic smeared across it, but it seems like something already protecting him - and that taint. A bright light, as weird as that sounds. ]

[There will come a point that--while her spirit healing abilities are high class among ferry women--she has to stop and draw away from the wound as the resistance sparks back at her hands, though it is now merely a fresh pink mark on his skin.

Botan slowly nods, and clasps her hands together.]

Forgive me, but that's all I can do for now. My spirit energy is tied into my life, you see.

My name is Botan, what's yours?

Ah?

[ Excuse him for being a farmboy for a moment and peeking at the wound. ]

No, its fine. This is the closest to gone they've ever been.

Rand al'Thor.

I'm glad for that, I hope it doesn't bother you in the future.

[And she smiles, dear god does she smile, there's practically sunshine coming off of her.]

The pleasure's all mine, Rand! [She could have gone for an honorific there, but people here seem to go exclusively in English, it wouldn't feel natural.]

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