[ The quick reaction is promising, though Gildor doesn't recognize the voice that responds across the connection. He's also desperate, (because, well... he's dying, or thinks he is) and will take all the help he can. ]
( Doctor? Well, eventually yes. I am a healer, but my spells only help in slowing poison, not curing it. )
[ And those spells have already been cast as a precaution. He's bought time, though his mind and the music echoing through it remains quite frantic. ]
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( Doctor? Well, eventually yes. I am a healer, but my spells only help in slowing poison, not curing it. )
[ And those spells have already been cast as a precaution. He's bought time, though his mind and the music echoing through it remains quite frantic. ]
( Is that an offer from a doctor, or...? )