<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Valdar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Galvren Valynar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11585469#msg11585469)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Valdar (Newly Risen to Gaidin)<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>None, yet.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th.<br/><strong>Place:</strong>The Grounds, Main Yard.<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Whilst he thought that her assessment of the Yellow Ajah was unfair - though she was likely just using hyperbole; he doubted she actually thought that they'd let a patient die because they were worried about not being able to heal another dying man later on - he couldn't argue with her distaste for their logic. Whilst he did indeed understand why they practised the way they did, not wasting energy on minor cuts and bruises, he didn't deny that secretly at the very least he disagreed with it. Yes, it was probably more down to his own selfish "I don't want to run around with a broken shoulder any longer than is necessary," but surely they should heal the people in front of them as much as they could, instead of holding some energy back in reserve for a nebulous hypothetical patient later down the line. He could understand and support not healing things like grazed elbows or nosebleeds - since they healed quickly on their own and if you taught overreliance on the One Power, that could lead to all sorts of issues - but bruises like the one that spiderwebbed his shoulder, or sprained wrists or concussions that actively hindered a Warders ability to do his job? That sort of thing should have been top priority...and Light, maybe it was; maybe if he was bonded to an Aes Sedai he would have been healed immediately in order to protect her, but the problem was that he didn't have a Bondmate and so was deemed "low priority." He didn't know for certain, but that would definitely go some way to explaining their reluctance to heal him, at the very least. Either way, he allowed himself a small, grateful smile as Suana Sedai shifted herself to sit opposite him on the blanket rather than next to him, crossing his legs so that she didn't end up straddling him...whilst their friendship wasn't exactly conventional,<em>that</em>would have been rather inappropriate. A Sitter of the Aes Sedai straddling a newly-risen Valdar? Yes, not a good idea. It would also be very awkward to explain, should they be discovered in a position as compromising out of context as that would be.<br/><br/>Still, he smiled at her gratefully as she offered to use her own reserves of energy to heal him the rest of the way; Suana Sedai was truly generous with her aid to those she deemed worth her time, and the prospect of actually being able to use his arm again without wincing or being in pain at the slightest firm touch was extremely gladdening. He couldn't even say it was<em>tempting,</em>since that assumed that there was a chance that he wouldn't take the offer; if an Aes Sedai offered to heal him, he would gladly leap at the offer. He would be a fool not to, after all, and if he healed up completely it meant that he could not only go to visit the faire without fear of worsening his injury if he so desired, but he could also begin training again and even possibly find himself an Aes Sedai willing to bond him; a Warder without a serious injury was a much more tempting prospect for most available Aes Sedai, after all. He inclined his head respectfully. "That's very kind of you, Suana Sedai," he said, a smile eking into his voice. "I will happily take you up on the offer. Thank you." Again, manners cost nothing, especially when somebody was offering to go out of their way to help you out. Using his healthy arm as a lever, he pushed himself forwards a little bit towards Suana Sedai's kneeling form, placing his head slowly between her outstretched arms. Almost as soon as his skin made contact with hers, he felt the familiar sharp cooling sensation wash over his body, as if he was being dunked in a chilly pond, his skin erupting into goosebumps more out of habit than discomfort. He felt the One Power wash over him, tickling at his flesh as a soothing balm settled over his various aches and pains. He could<em>feel</em>his shoulder growing less and less troublesome, the pain ebbing away and receding at the presence of the calming wave of cooling sensation. He gasped a little when Suana Sedai took her hands away from his head, warmth returning to his body as suddenly as it had disappeared. However, the ache and pain in his shoulder<em>didn't</em>return.<br/><br/>He lifted his other arm up, gently removing the sling - as if expecting pain to blossom in his arm again at any moment, even though he knew it to be a silly thing to worry about; he knew what healing felt like, and he trusted Suana Sedai to do exactly as she had said she would - and setting it to one side. He gingerly extended his arm, expecting at any moment for it to spike him with agony, but no pain came. Once it was fully extended, he bent it a little bit and proceeded to roll his shoulder slowly in its socket, testing its reactions and its flexibility. Though it was admittedly a little tight and moving it quickly proved to be difficult at first, he<em>had</em>kept it largely in the same position for just over a week and a bit, so that was to be expected, at least, and as far as he knew, healing couldn't remove tightness in the muscles unless it was part of a systematic issue due to damage to the musculature of the back of some description; if it was simply tight from lack of use, there was no actual physical damage for Healing to repair. Yes, he did listen to Shayella Sedai and the Accepted's who fussed over him in the infirmary sometimes. Even as he moved his, he could feel some of the tightness drop away and his manoeuvrability improve just a little. He didn't have to check to know that his bruise was gone, but he still wanted to see his shoulder absent the large network of bruises and burst veins, so he reached up and shifted his shirt to the side so he could peer down at his chest.<br/><br/>Sure enough, the nasty looking purple and black and yellow spots that had covered his otherwise muscular chest were gone, replaced by smooth, unblemished skin. He shifted his tunic back into place and lowered his arm to his side, resting his hand on his knee as he looked up at Suana Sedai. He bowed his head again in thanks. "My gratitude, Aes Sedai," he said, "It's good to be able to move my arm without wincing again." He was about to say more, but his stomach chose that moment to growl aggressively; ah yes. Healing tended to make the recipient especially hungry, and after healing a bruise as large as that? It was bound to compound the hunger he had already been feeling, since he hadn't eaten since lunch time. He smiled apologetically, more than a little bit embarrassed over his stomach's outburst. "My apologies, Suana Sedai; my stomach does not always follow the rules of etiquette as closely as I do." He smiled wryly, shifting his weight a little as he leaned back into an upright position. He wasn't actually worried that Suana Sedai would take offence - he knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't - but it was too good an opportunity for one of his poor jokes to miss. He was respectful to Aes Sedai, yes, but that didn't mean that he had to be an aloof, stoic misery-guts all the time, now did it?