"I can cast Cure," said Merrion with a sheepish shrug. "It's not very strong though. I tried learning Cura, and Poisona, and others, but, well, I had trouble. I even had a white mage decide to take time out of her day to try to teach me--" Which was surprising, Merrion had to admit, considering she had been in a foul mood that entire week. At the end of the day, she wound up sending Merrion home with a few potions and told him not to come by ever again. It was rather harsh of her; Merrion had been trying his very hardest, but he'd also been sick! "--but it hadn't gone well. Still, I'm willing and eager!"
And besides, his Cure spell had gotten better over the years, and he felt as though he might be able to learn Cura with success soon. That gave him hope that perhaps Esuna will go better for him this time than a couple of years ago when he had tried teaching himself the spell. He flashed a toothy grin at Gale, indicating that he was ready to start.