「Alright, it's done」

The light tap on his shoulder snapped him out of his thoughts. While Setsu and Milina had been talking, Setsu had finished plucking out the quills and disinfecting and healing the wounds. The wounds had mostly closed up, and once the blood was wiped away, there was hardly any trace left. He felt it every time, but sorcery really was incredibly convenient. So much so that it made him think that the ability to smell it wasn't a good enough trade-off.

「Thanks…… Aren't you a little too good at treating wounds?」