Leaning back on his elbows, he let feline eyes run over her. He tried not to do it in such an inappropriate way, but it still remained appreciatively. Finally letting the golden eyes rest on hers again, he smiled just a little. "I didn't expect you to cross New York City. 'Wellness' is relative you know."
To how she took care of herself. "It's like surgery. Or even marks. The body still needs to naturally heal itself little by little. Magic, where powerful, is not a cure all. I'm good with it. Very good actually. But I'm not inclined to healing. It's not my specialty." Slowly pushing to his feet, he tipped his head a little to keep their eyes locked. He re-crossed his arms to keep from reaching out to touch her.
"So... is there something you needed? Or something I can help you with? Would you like to come in?" He had noticed she looked to be in pain. Magnus did notice little things about people, but rarely was he this in tune to someone. And the idea of making her climb a flight of stairs really didn't set well with him.
"It's rude of me to keep you down here... but not good for you to over exert yourself further. So I will risk my good health." Moving closer, he moved to her side and bent just a little. "Please don't take offense." And with those words, he swept her up into his arms bridal style before moving up the stairs. "And if you do decide to stab me, at least wait till we're inside. I don't want to tumble down the stairs and hurt you... that and blood stains are not so easy to explain away."
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Date: 2013-06-23 01:06 am (UTC)To how she took care of herself. "It's like surgery. Or even marks. The body still needs to naturally heal itself little by little. Magic, where powerful, is not a cure all. I'm good with it. Very good actually. But I'm not inclined to healing. It's not my specialty." Slowly pushing to his feet, he tipped his head a little to keep their eyes locked. He re-crossed his arms to keep from reaching out to touch her.
"So... is there something you needed? Or something I can help you with? Would you like to come in?" He had noticed she looked to be in pain. Magnus did notice little things about people, but rarely was he this in tune to someone. And the idea of making her climb a flight of stairs really didn't set well with him.
"It's rude of me to keep you down here... but not good for you to over exert yourself further. So I will risk my good health." Moving closer, he moved to her side and bent just a little. "Please don't take offense." And with those words, he swept her up into his arms bridal style before moving up the stairs. "And if you do decide to stab me, at least wait till we're inside. I don't want to tumble down the stairs and hurt you... that and blood stains are not so easy to explain away."