Here's a little generic story about Your First Time Getting Healed By Albus:
Bruised and bleeding, you feel a whisper behind you. You shift your attention from your opponent to the sense of movement behind you. Since this is your first time, your opponent pauses respectfully so you can experience the moment fully.
As you catch sight of the grim specter reaching for you, you instinctively flinch. Almost immediately, your training asserts itself, and you take control your exterior reactions. Your face is placid as Brother Causarius gently, almost lovingly, reaches out to caress your broken left hand. As he cradles it in his own hands you momentarily lose sight of this world and see -
Brother Causarius is on the ground beneath you, smiling gently, as you stomp and maim his left hand
- and just as suddenly the vision is gone. Brother Causarius lets go of your left hand and you are amazed at how good it feels. Even the blisters from the morning Flame test have healed.
Brother Causarius reaches for your bloody stained face with his twisted hand and -
in the middle of a flying spin kick you hear a crunch and a grunt as your foot crushes Brother Causarius' nose
- and you take a long clean breath through your nostrils. The air never smelled so good. Brother Causarius holds a shirt over his spurting nose with one hand while reaching for your broken rib with another. But the Elder Brother shakes his head and indicates that the sparring should continue. Brother Causarius nods painfully and limps to the edge of the arena. With a smile, he nods at you, as if thanking you for some kindness.
As you turn back to your opponent, you vow to fight with more discipline. You have learned an important lesson - although you stand alone in this courtyard, you are not alone in suffering for your failures. The Elder Brother can see this realization in your stance and nods with satisfaction. You will no longer wager your body so carelessly.
