Draiss continued to pound the melee combatants with magic missiles, and then slipped from his mount to check on Cerulean. Pulling a small wand from his sleeve, he mumbles the activation phrase, and watches the wound seal, as if the wand was a Cure Critical Wounds. He gave her a small smile, full of mischief, as his hands ran along her sides, checking for other wounds, and said, "Now you know why I hang back. Spells are damn hard to cast with people trying to stick pointy sticks in me."<br/><br/>He gave her a wink, and then said, "Glad you spotted them when you did, I nearly bumbled into the group of them. That could have been... ugly."