"I am a necromancer," Liliana pointed out with a wry smile. "I gave up healing a very long time ago."
She was still smiling when she said it, still sounded archly nonchalant, but Ignis was nothing if not perceptive. And he was getting the distinct impression that asking why would sour the mood.
It was also, generally, harder to notice a lack of sound than it was a sound itself, but again, perceptive. Which was why he also noted that since Liliana had sat down, her dress hadn't rustled once, even all the times she'd moved and shifted while talking or sipping her wine or finishing up her meal with another one of those pleased sighs.
"I mean, I still remember all those tedious lessons Lady Ana taught me: the healing properties of roots and herbs, the signs and symptoms of hundreds of illnesses, mixing potions and tisanes and poultices. And I do draw on those skills from time to time, when there's nothing else for it. But I am a black mana user and its application for magical healing is very limited."
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She was still smiling when she said it, still sounded archly nonchalant, but Ignis was nothing if not perceptive. And he was getting the distinct impression that asking why would sour the mood.
It was also, generally, harder to notice a lack of sound than it was a sound itself, but again, perceptive. Which was why he also noted that since Liliana had sat down, her dress hadn't rustled once, even all the times she'd moved and shifted while talking or sipping her wine or finishing up her meal with another one of those pleased sighs.
"I mean, I still remember all those tedious lessons Lady Ana taught me: the healing properties of roots and herbs, the signs and symptoms of hundreds of illnesses, mixing potions and tisanes and poultices. And I do draw on those skills from time to time, when there's nothing else for it. But I am a black mana user and its application for magical healing is very limited."