Meridia gasps, sharply, as he begins feeding her energy, and the wounded spot flares with heat. "No! Stop, too much!" Night cries, pulling his hands away, Meridia collapsing back to the bed, breathing heavier. "It need to be<em>very</em>gentle... the spell is almost like a barbed arrow. Pull too hard, and you'll rip everything out, along with it. Given your strength, you'd almost be better served just... letting your power flow outward, and having her body draw in what it needs, rather than forcing it in directly."