Jacques didn't look surprised by the Fallen's intervention. "I see. Than it is a good thing you brought the Requiem." As, he had somewhat zoned out after he snapped out of it he said "Yes I still have it. Are you hurt?" The wounds he'd taken were already healing, thankfully the Fallen had taken the brunt of it.
"I'm still disoriented so I'll need you to pour out the vials contents in order to make use of it. Can you set me down please?" With the fatigue setting in, Jacques would require himself kneeling with a claw holding himself up in order to cast his spell. Once in that position he started glowing a light blue, same as last time he channeled a healing spell for them. Winds started whistling through the trees and the air around the swordsman suddenly became unseasonably warm as he prepared the spell. When he heard the chiming of a tiny silver bell he was ready to cast the spell.
"Renew thy strength and take up thy blade, O worn and weary soul. While Waltz Three, Evanescent Light." The healing art he'd used a few months ago was an area spell. This one was much stronger, but could only heal three people at the maximum. It was enough to heal him and Laura if she'd taken damage. The excess energy that hadn't healed anyone was wasted and could not be stored or saved for later. This spell had stabilized a dying man and saved that mans life. Once someone was right at deaths door, Jacques could not save them and he could not bring back the dead.
As he waited for his body to finish healing he said "Would you prefer me not to be clothed?" He teased innocently as he was trying to make her feel better, to lighten her mood. Even after he'd been cloned and with all the crazy shit raining down, Laura always made him feel better and put his mind and heart at ease. Jacques always felt he'd be alright when she was near.