[He can't help but glance at Shepard's injury, even as she's squarely going on around it.]
I'm not a healer. I'm sorry. [Well, no shit. Otherwise he wouldn't have a major injury problem of his own. But he follows it down to the jacket, which he eyes dubiously.]
What do you need me to do?
[It rushes out; he can feel the spell coming to an end, and he doesn't have the energy to renew it.]
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I'm not a healer. I'm sorry. [Well, no shit. Otherwise he wouldn't have a major injury problem of his own. But he follows it down to the jacket, which he eyes dubiously.]
What do you need me to do?
[It rushes out; he can feel the spell coming to an end, and he doesn't have the energy to renew it.]