"It can't be healed." Ester stated, getting irritated by Valehna's insistence. She hid her hand beneath her cloak once again, feeling uncomfortable with everyone staring at her hand again. "I'll clean it when we set up camp." She replied to Mesaraih, not taking the water flask he offered her.<br/><br/>It wasn't that the wound couldn't be healed, but if it was it would appear back on Mesaraih, which would make the whole spell pointless. She began to walk back the way they came, figuring that everyone had agreed to find the lyrium. The elf was stopped short by Tal who grabbed one of her arms so she could no longer move.<br/><br/>"Hang on a minute," He said, bringing her back to the circle. "What do you mean, it can't be healed?" The Qunari asked, looking her in the eye. Surely magic could heal any kind of injury with enough mana. If it couldn't, there'd have to be a specific reason. He was beginning to believe Valehna's claims, he didn't know much of blood magic but everything was beginning to piece together and it made the elf look suspicious.<br/><br/>Had she done something to Mesaraih? Cast a spell on him to make him protect her? He seemed alright in himself but the pairs relationship had certainly flipped somewhat overnight.<br/><br/>"We can't heal it, otherwise..." Ester began, though she was cut off by an irritated Tal.<br/><br/>"Otherwise what?"