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Elijah's eyebrow raised at the Healer's obvious lie. Elijah could care less about Aspen's health, he was only concerned about his own and how he was apparently doomed to be a blood sucking loser for the rest of his life. His hand briefly touched a small bulge at his pockets when Aspen mentioned to keep eating his garlic... he didn't have a back up supply of garlic at all. Nope.
But, not only did the Healer LIE, she proved just how USELESS she was by badgering on about how she didn't claim to have a cure. Elijah clearly needed to see someone who was a bit more professional and actually knew how to, ya know, HEAL. Perhaps she was too OLD to remember the basics in healing, or perhaps too YOUNG to even be a proper healer. Did she even have credentials? Elijah looked around the room, not so subtly, trying to see if he could spot a qualification of some kind. Perhaps she graduated from the Wizarding University of the Inanely Stupid?
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When I look into the
MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is
YOU
*wink*
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