"I'll be okay, you goose..." She stroked an ear and reached up with the other hand, gently redirecting the hovering foci. They worked in a frenzy that matched her thoughts, working to knit this closed here, soothe an inflammation there...

"But after this, even if we do get you right as rain, you'll need a good long rest. Dreamotion mimics natural bodily functions a tad too well..."