:I'm not sure,: she tells him, Mindvoice filled with sparks of were the ones who said that lying. When Need can't touch someone's mind she is tremendously more suspicious of them, and the fae are too shielded for her to tap. :It can't be the kind of Heartstone I know about. Could just be to draw us away from the people they're actually contracted to protect.:

A spirit imprisoned in a sword can't sigh, but she gives that impression. :Regardless, you're the one with legs and I can't keep this up on you indefinitely.: She means the spellwork telling his lungs that they're clear and whole, that little regulatory part of his brain that it doesn't need to maintain a high temperature, the whole of his body that it's maybe not athletic but is in the kind of condition where a fifteen-minute mile is pleasantly tiring. :Get what you can out of it, I'll stop feeding it before I hit dangerous territory. You'll probably have an attack as soon as it's down so get those herbs ready.: