That makes sense, really. Open wounds are easy to pinpoint, but the problem being rapid aging wouldn't have an immediately clear focal point and of course it would radiate out from where the heart is, where humans tend to perceive their soul must reside. With a nod, she scoots a little bit closer to him.
"Just relax and close your eyes," she says, though it's entirely guesswork if that's actually helpful. It just seems like it would be more comfortable if he was laying back properly on the pillows, allowing his body to be as at rest as possible.
Reaching out, she puts a careful hand in the center of his chest and bows her head once her fingers come to a rest over his heart, looking down as though to give him a little privacy. She doesn't need to look to find the Force, simply wills it rise to her command and focuses it into him. She imagines his heart and the veins that wind away from it, the Force a comforting blue glow that burns so gently in his chest and winds down the pathways of his arteries to carry that power to every inch of him, restoring and recovering the life he had lost simply by... by existing?
There's something terribly sad about that that makes her eyes burn and without realizing it, her free hand reaches for Blue's hand where it rests on the blanket, warm fingers curling comforting around his as she transfers her life into him bit by careful bit.
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"Just relax and close your eyes," she says, though it's entirely guesswork if that's actually helpful. It just seems like it would be more comfortable if he was laying back properly on the pillows, allowing his body to be as at rest as possible.
Reaching out, she puts a careful hand in the center of his chest and bows her head once her fingers come to a rest over his heart, looking down as though to give him a little privacy. She doesn't need to look to find the Force, simply wills it rise to her command and focuses it into him. She imagines his heart and the veins that wind away from it, the Force a comforting blue glow that burns so gently in his chest and winds down the pathways of his arteries to carry that power to every inch of him, restoring and recovering the life he had lost simply by... by existing?
There's something terribly sad about that that makes her eyes burn and without realizing it, her free hand reaches for Blue's hand where it rests on the blanket, warm fingers curling comforting around his as she transfers her life into him bit by careful bit.