koussikka:
Standing next to Colette’s bed he shoots a curious look at J’hasi at the mention of getting people burnt. The khajit didn’t strike to him as the type to harm people on purpose, so, poor guy just probably had the worst luck in the world to get caught up in accidents. Feeling sorry for him Koussikka pipes up quickly when J’hasi is cornered by the restoration scholar.
”No, no, J’hasi didn’t do anything, I tripped on him and broke something in my hand.” He holds up his swollen wrist, which has started to turn into darker shades of bruising. Colette looks a little surprised, ”It wasn’t a magic related accident? At all?” To which Koussikka shakes his head.
A look of brief relief passes over her, ”That’s unusual, given that most injuries that happen with students are spells gone wrong. Not that I complain about having an ordinary injury to take care of for a change.” Stepping closer to the dunmer she eyes the injury and slides back his sleeve a bit. ”Let’s take a look at your hand then.”
As Colette’s hands begin to shimmer with restorations magic being readied, Koussikka points to the thumb side of his hand. ”I think the broken part is around here, it really hurts to move my thumb.”
The Khajiit relaxed once Collette’s attention was on his acquaintance’s wrist, slowly shifting away from the wall as he sends a grateful look back at the mer in question. He fidgeted a little, not sure if talking would detract from the professor’s concentration before she spoke to him, eyes still focused on her task.
“Did you need more ointment for your burns or are you here just to gawk?” J’hasi jumped a little, ears flicking back.
“Um…n-no, my hands are fine. I uh…just wanted to watch you work.” His eyes flicked from the Breton, to Koussikka, then to the mer’s wrist, tail rising a little in interest as the bruising receded, like a spreading inkblot in reverse.
“I’m interested in how Restoration works, so watching a master at work isn’t something I’d let pass by lightly.” he said quickly, hoping that would placate her enough to leave him be. Though he smiled at the Dunmer, glad to see that their wrist was getting the attention it needed.
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