"That's weird," Icha coughed. "Are you sure you can heal me?"
"Absolutely," He nodded. "The alternative is we lose you, probably before we can even get some food in your stomach. I'm sorry, but that's the condition you're in. It's a miracle you survived this long with internal bleeding."
Icha took a moment to think about it. She was desperate, she was in pain, but if some guy felt her up and she ended up dying anyway, she'd be angry even beyond the grave. It was a tough decision.
Eventually, she broke, and nodded, "Okay. But we must never speak of this."
"Fine by me," He said. "Lay on your back."
