[Turo sighs, venting hot air, as the damage repairs itself and the alerts retreat from his consciousness. When More is done, he rolls his shoulders and bends his back, a few automatic motion tests. Everything is back in place and working again, of course; it was just the same the last time.]
Thank you. That's much better. Really, it wasn't that bad.
[Not so bad as More was earlier. He turns to face him properly now, eyes skimming over him again as if to check for injury.]
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Thank you. That's much better. Really, it wasn't that bad.
[Not so bad as More was earlier. He turns to face him properly now, eyes skimming over him again as if to check for injury.]