Zel almost shouted out in protest when Larea suddenly made her way over to the edge of the outcropping they were sitting on, trying to get a better view of the lake. He stayed quiet though, as it seemed that she had things under control for the moment, and surprising her might possibly send her over the edge, literally. Zel sincerely hoped that she wouldn't fall into the water. He was nearly useless as a lifeguard.<br/><br/>Soon though, Zel had other things to worry about. Larea suddenly reeled back, clutching her head in pain. Zel immediately made his way over to her, but held his hand out hesitantly. It seemed that in this situation it would be better to let the pain fade on its own a bit before attempting any sort of healing or physical contact. Zel drew back his hand and forced himself to watch quietly. Having to watch the kind girl go through such pain and not be able to do anything about it, made him feel like he was suffering along with her.<br/><br/>The feeling of utter uselessness was killing him. He wondered if this was how the others felt.<span style="font-style: italic">"Next time, if it's possible, use my energy to cast spells."</span>Ahmaht had said to him.<span style="font-style: italic">"I don't like feeling useless when someone's injured."</span>In this moment, Zel felt like he understood what the foreign man meant.<br/><br/>In a moment, which felt like an eternity, the pain seemed to stop, and Larea fell limp on her side. Zel leaned over her. It looked like the pain had been replaced by exhaustion, so there was no healing to be done, and she still seemed conscious. A thought struck Zel.<span style="font-style: italic">This is the first time she's had an "attack" in the daytime.</span>He wasn't sure how significant that realization was, but it felt important.<br/><br/>"Larea?" Zel called to her gently, moving to kneel by her side. "Are you alright? Can you hear me?... Do you have any idea what happened?" he finished.