[Dimitri sighs in relief, since the healing magic does help with the pain and nausea. He nearly wanted to tell Ceto to hide his power, but he's glad that he didn't. He can finally think clearly and without the mental fog of nausea.]
Thank you. Sorry for the trouble.
[Now that he's free from this seat, Dimitri all but bolts into a standing position-- and immediately regrets it, swaying towards Ceto's support. He's still feeling pathetic and he knows it.]
I don't know if I can teleport. I might end up sending us to space.
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Thank you. Sorry for the trouble.
[Now that he's free from this seat, Dimitri all but bolts into a standing position-- and immediately regrets it, swaying towards Ceto's support. He's still feeling pathetic and he knows it.]
I don't know if I can teleport. I might end up sending us to space.