[Joshua doesn't seem to mind, if the soft giggle is anything to go by. His companion seems absolutely incensed at the display, but she doesn't say anything.]

[She does, however, have something to say about the request.]

"Your Grace, you shouldn't..."

[In return, Joshua shakes his head.]

There's no point in having a power if I don't use it. I'll be okay. I slept for a long time.

[He places his tiny hands on Naoya's arm and concentrates, his eyes flutter shut as aether begins to mend the cuts. While he works, Jote explains to Naoya.]

"His Grace can heal people, but he can't do it too much. He's very--"

[Just as the cuts finish closing, Joshua coughs into the crook of his arm.]

"...sick."