You blew through at least four powerful spells just now. It will help you recover some of the spent magic.

[He looks over to Honerva though, a small smile on his face. Acknowledging him means she's at least able to track the conversation better, more aware of her surroundings. That's a really good sign.

He squeezes her ankle gently, a more solid point of contact, something a little firmer for her to be able to focus on for a moment.]

I'm here, Honerva.