Kell shakes his head, his eyes drawn without his conscious wish towards the hardness he can see pebbling under Lila's shirt. It is likely the magic, but a small, loud - if buried - part of him would like to think it's from his touch.

"I know of no one who can heal as efficiently as I can, but there are magicians who can balance the five elements. They are healers and teachers - nearly always priests."

Her fingers are on his hand. Kell leaves it where it is, brushing his thumb against her skin.