He is not unfamiliar with power, she notes, or else he has such command of himself as is rare among most men.

A surge of Air and Water pours through him like a torrent as his flesh knits itself back together under her command. She chases it with Sprit, Delving for further harm, and finds hints of an old injury to his knee - not unlike Thom Merrilin's, she realizes, and keeps even the faintest hint of wistfulness from her features. She cannot Heal it, not completely, but she can ease the ache for a time and so she does.

Finished, she releases the One Power and meets his eyes as the glow around her fades. "I have done what I might."