Sen paused, glancing up at Sashi as she asked the question.<br/><br/>And looked down again, tensing and untensing one fist.  This was different - he knew it was.  They had defended themselves - defended themselves against... against Erythnul.  The people he was with were good people - everyone just wanted to help.<br/><br/>Still, the feeling was so close.  He hadn't forgotten - he couldn't - but it'd been so long since he'd felt it, so long since... since...<br/><br/>...when he paused, noting Chrrou.  And, after a moment, a half-smile graced his lips.<br/><br/>"...yeah."  He looked up again at Sashi.  "Yeah.  I'm fine."<br/><br/>He blinked as he gave that second action.  Shortly thereafter, his mind comprehended the problem - causing him to tap his shoulder.  Blood - and a lot of it.  Oh right, he was hurt.<br/><br/>But so were his friends.  He was a little hesitant to utilize the last of his group-healing, but he didn't wish for any of the crowd to opt to try their luck.  Calling the healing spirit back towards himself, he rubbed his hands together once more, extending them with another orcish prayer to Nahrung, causing another refreshing pulse to spread throughout the group.<br/><br/>"Thanks." He said, aloud.  The word wasn't really aimed at anyone in particular.  He glanced around at his friends, trying to catch at a glance who to focus on next - to ensure everyone was healthy.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Healing Spirit at Sen: 1d8(4)<br/>Losing Break Enchantment for Sen's final cure light wounds, mass: 1d8(6) + 10 = 16 healing to everyone.<br/>(I'm aware we're out of combat, I just figured it made the most sense to limit his actions to the above for right now.)