Seeing the wounds on Seth's hands results in a wince from Terrence as he kneels down beside the puppeteer, almost more so than Haizea's did. At least she hadn't done it to herself, and she was, well... The type you were expecting to get hurt anyway, y'know? He's lucky he didn't lose a digit, and thank goodness because even enhanced natural healing can't help at that point. There's also the empathetic pain of seeing them washed out...
"I've had enough practice with it at this point that I'm fairly confident," the rabbit lies through this perfect, shiny teeth. Thankfully he's become rather good at lying after being the PR face of a huge corporation for most of his life. "This'll be fine!"
Terrence as always begins the ritual by placing his palms together for a second before opening them up and placing both on Seth's closest shoulder. By now he's discovered that it doesn't really matter where he touches them, as long as he does. The usual yellowish-tan concentric circles flow from his body into Seth's.
At first, it won't feel like much of anything, but gradually the other man's wounds will tingle slightly, then feel... Cool..? Like a scrape or a cut you've had a bandage over for a few hours then finally remove to let it air out - that complex sensation washes over his entire hand.
However, that pleasant feeling is quickly overtaken by a distant-yet-sharp soreness, like the injury is being experienced all over again inside of a waking dream. Speaking of, Seth will paradoxically begin to feel tired. Not enough to actually fall asleep sitting up, but as if the last dregs of adrenaline have finally drained entirely and even taken a bit more with them for good measure. During all of this, Seth's wounds will rapidly scab over in a timeframe that can actually be observed in real time, like watching one of those hypersensitive timelapse camera videos. Only a moment later, the scabs will seemingly melt back into a natural skin tone, and before the group's eyes, Seth's hand looks completely unharmed (if still a bit dirty).
As the healing comes to a close, any pain fades with it, but the sleepfulness remains. In fact, it's joined with... Hunger? Regardless of the last time Seth has actually eaten, it now feels as if it has been hours.
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"I've had enough practice with it at this point that I'm fairly confident," the rabbit lies through this perfect, shiny teeth. Thankfully he's become rather good at lying after being the PR face of a huge corporation for most of his life. "This'll be fine!"
Terrence as always begins the ritual by placing his palms together for a second before opening them up and placing both on Seth's closest shoulder. By now he's discovered that it doesn't really matter where he touches them, as long as he does. The usual yellowish-tan concentric circles flow from his body into Seth's.
At first, it won't feel like much of anything, but gradually the other man's wounds will tingle slightly, then feel... Cool..? Like a scrape or a cut you've had a bandage over for a few hours then finally remove to let it air out - that complex sensation washes over his entire hand.
However, that pleasant feeling is quickly overtaken by a distant-yet-sharp soreness, like the injury is being experienced all over again inside of a waking dream. Speaking of, Seth will paradoxically begin to feel tired. Not enough to actually fall asleep sitting up, but as if the last dregs of adrenaline have finally drained entirely and even taken a bit more with them for good measure. During all of this, Seth's wounds will rapidly scab over in a timeframe that can actually be observed in real time, like watching one of those hypersensitive timelapse camera videos. Only a moment later, the scabs will seemingly melt back into a natural skin tone, and before the group's eyes, Seth's hand looks completely unharmed (if still a bit dirty).
As the healing comes to a close, any pain fades with it, but the sleepfulness remains. In fact, it's joined with... Hunger? Regardless of the last time Seth has actually eaten, it now feels as if it has been hours.
"See? Told you!"
oh thank god that worked