[Gallagher]

He nodded. "Wonderful." Gabriel moved to retrieve his nearly forgotten jar, rolling his wrist to make sure its contents were still mixed to his liking. He cast just a fleeting glance over at the thief, and then looked back down at the boy as he stood beside the bed. "Alright, Issac. This one won't taste very good, either," he murmured, lowering the container just so for him, "but it should help you get back your strength. There's not much I can do about the pain, I'm afraid, so I hope you plan on staying like this."



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