[The please hurts in ways the scream didn't. Yuan tugs Kratos closer still, head bowed, trying to transmit comfort straight through with barely the benefit of even the mental connection. He'll deal with the bruises later.]

[But Kratos does feel... easier.]

[It's all right, Yuan repeats at that sense of apology, unbending white-knuckled fingers and smoothing his hand across Kratos's shoulder.]

[Raine for her part has the same sense Yuan does, that it's easier, and she tilts her head to the side and lets her eyes close again, focusing to check. The mental sense of Kratos's query seems so lost-- even if he were not Lloyd's father, she would want to help him, would be stopped only if he were an enemy.]

Your mana is beginning to circulate properly again, yes. There are still some catches, just on a preliminary scan, and I'll want to keep an eye on you and check to make sure it doesn't build back up, but for now I think it will be best to see if you can smooth out what remains yourself. If necessary we can nudge you again, but it shouldn't ever be this bad-- that appears to have been the worst of it.

[She hesitates to pull her hand away, but she's not actively healing him any more, either.]

You'll heal.