[Hayame almost protests on instinct, but the moment passes when she is reminded of her situation. Honestly, she had hoped that it would have simply passed by the time they reached his residence, but when she tries to curl her fingers behind a lower equine shoulder... they are still stiff. Slightly cold. Or perhaps just numb.
She did not wish to think what that might mean. But of course, he wants to look.]
no subject
She did not wish to think what that might mean. But of course, he wants to look.]
... I did not know you were a healer.
[Defensive, she cannot help but stall.
But it's not a "no".]