Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"Yes." This time the smith was a bit more careful, allowing the previous deep seated tenderness to be dulled significantly in her tone. Not that she felt any different, or less appreciative of the healing, but there was only so much emotion that needed to be shared this evening. She'd have to be extra careful considering her current state and its tendency to leave her half hair brained at best.
"Mm," Aspel grunted in agreement and a faint smile was offered at the other woman's commentary. "You will need to let me know if I become a bother." The statement wasn't exactly self effacing as much as it was a simple and an honest desire to not over step her welcome. Everyone had boundaries and some where harder to find than others. Taking Ari's suggestion into consideration for a moment, Aspel paused, slowly flexing her fingers. After a few seconds of testing and debate, she finally came to the conclusion, that she was fairly certain, her fingers were in fact, not broken, and healing wouldn't worsen an already question situation. Though, Ari did have a point.
"If you would be willing, I would not deny such assistance."