[Gallagher]

Satisfied that the thief wasn't, in fact, about to run off, Gabriel turned his attention to the catboy. He watched him for a moment longer before he spoke. "Thank you, for helping. But I need you to stop now. If you keep moving around so much-" He waved a hand to indicate his own body. "-you'll end up making your injuries worse, yeah? Then you can't exactly help, can you?" With a smile, he nodded in the direction of the inn's door. "We're going to get you into a proper bed now, alright?"



Proper magic works with nature and science. We simply don't understand enough to see the big picture just yet.