[ .......Wait really. No lessons in origami?? He's shot her down, and now she's clearly bleeding because of it. After he had been obliging of the handshake, she was so very excited in teaching him a New Thing, too!
But she respects his refusal after a moment, and she gets to working on the medication. Like all of her miracles, they contain no excess pomp, no lights, no drawing of power. It simply is a shift in what lies before hand: first, an empty vial to contain the medication. Then, it's the wish and hope of the young man that wishes to be cured of his allergies-- or whatever the true cause of his sinus problems is. Sanae herself has an idea of the ingredients she had worked on before hand, and one by one they appear in the vial as if they were meant to be there, but the true factor is the prayer itself. The want to be cured.
In the end, she could have used water. Or rock. Or nothing at all. The miracle works with any of these factors because it behaves by the will of the recipient, granting them exactly for which they wish. What appears in the vial is a viscous, blue-green syrup. She holds it up, letting the light reflect off of the bottle's contents. ] ...This should be it.
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But she respects his refusal after a moment, and she gets to working on the medication. Like all of her miracles, they contain no excess pomp, no lights, no drawing of power. It simply is a shift in what lies before hand: first, an empty vial to contain the medication. Then, it's the wish and hope of the young man that wishes to be cured of his allergies-- or whatever the true cause of his sinus problems is. Sanae herself has an idea of the ingredients she had worked on before hand, and one by one they appear in the vial as if they were meant to be there, but the true factor is the prayer itself. The want to be cured.
In the end, she could have used water. Or rock. Or nothing at all. The miracle works with any of these factors because it behaves by the will of the recipient, granting them exactly for which they wish. What appears in the vial is a viscous, blue-green syrup. She holds it up, letting the light reflect off of the bottle's contents. ] ...This should be it.