Ras sighed softly as he listened and looked back at Morah.<span style="color: #336600"> "Can I offer you some advice? I'll only say it if you want to hear it because I know how special that recipe is to you."</span>While he waited for her response he continued on his own batter and then used his power to let it rest in minutes instead of hours.<br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"Oh please, you've had worse injuries than that. Well would you like me to carry you into the restroom like a delicate princess before we go feed you all of the cake you can handle.</span>" He smirked and her pain faded before her leg became enveloped in golden ribbons.<span style="color: #336600">"Alright, stand up. I found that slow and steady healing is better than a quick burst. You're good to walk on it now but don't run off fighting any wars. Your revenge doesn't scare me, in my time we got into a fist fight and Rachel had to separate us. Honestly if I could have fallen in love with you after that, and yes I know your type, you like the fragile guys you can bully around. Like the native Ras."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>