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Shouldn't hurt?
Nik was just as puzzled by their answer as they were by his request, but the white-haired Sidhe remained quiet on the matter. He continued to watch them, not at all ready to relax and even the warning didn't ease his mind overmuch, though, at least he knew what to expect. That helped him control his reactions, kept him from bolting. And that desire was ingrained so deeply into him that it took every ounce of will he had not to. His pale blue eyes had gone blank, staring at something unseen on the ceiling. He didn't react to pain except to jerk slightly, his body protesting wordlessly what it didn't like, but he didn't speak.
They didn't question, so he didn't feel the need to speak. He could simply concentrate on keeping his breathing even and his heart-rate down. He noticed everything, though. He noticed when the pain started to lessen and his breathing started to get easier. That..that did take some of the tension out of his frame, but not a lot, not enough. He couldn't blame such a thing on a pain reaction now when there was so little pain. His ribs were sturdy now, some of the bone mended, but he'd still have to be careful with them and the bruising had faded just a little, swelling going down, but if they were pressed against, they'd still hurt. It was far, far better than what it had been, though, and true to their word, it hadn't hurt.
That alone amazed Nik beyond belief, but when he was allowed to sit up, he still looked rightly pale and now that the touch from the two had stopped, tremors of fear and reaction shook his body. He was unable to stop them and so tried to ignore them instead, dipping his head to the two healers. "Thank you." As far as he was concerned, they didn't have to do what they'd done and he was grateful they had.
Nik was just as puzzled by their answer as they were by his request, but the white-haired Sidhe remained quiet on the matter. He continued to watch them, not at all ready to relax and even the warning didn't ease his mind overmuch, though, at least he knew what to expect. That helped him control his reactions, kept him from bolting. And that desire was ingrained so deeply into him that it took every ounce of will he had not to. His pale blue eyes had gone blank, staring at something unseen on the ceiling. He didn't react to pain except to jerk slightly, his body protesting wordlessly what it didn't like, but he didn't speak.
They didn't question, so he didn't feel the need to speak. He could simply concentrate on keeping his breathing even and his heart-rate down. He noticed everything, though. He noticed when the pain started to lessen and his breathing started to get easier. That..that did take some of the tension out of his frame, but not a lot, not enough. He couldn't blame such a thing on a pain reaction now when there was so little pain. His ribs were sturdy now, some of the bone mended, but he'd still have to be careful with them and the bruising had faded just a little, swelling going down, but if they were pressed against, they'd still hurt. It was far, far better than what it had been, though, and true to their word, it hadn't hurt.
That alone amazed Nik beyond belief, but when he was allowed to sit up, he still looked rightly pale and now that the touch from the two had stopped, tremors of fear and reaction shook his body. He was unable to stop them and so tried to ignore them instead, dipping his head to the two healers. "Thank you." As far as he was concerned, they didn't have to do what they'd done and he was grateful they had.
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