[Hanna doesn't possess any sort of healing magic either. The closest he'd had was sort of drug-like mind altering runes that were mostly used for recreational purposes and paying his doctor. They did help with pain, but by no means did they fix the problem.]

You've got your pokemon to protect you though...that's kind of my saving grace, though it makes me feel guilty. They're so much smaller than I am, and that's like. Hard to do. I'm a small dude. But Amelia does it happily, and I suppose...I should let her. But that doesn't really help?

[at his talk of LOCKING UP mages and shit though, his expression turns more sour, unsure what to say.] What the fuck? I'm sorry but that's like- no. That's fucked up shit.