[They have the technology, in truth. But it doesn't get used for everyone, and the army doesn't rely on healing mages.]

[So Kratos's recovery goes slowly enough. Yuan watches, keeping an eye on him just in case, but Kratos seems inclined to listen, and the activity of cooking and linguistics does seem to occupy him enough that he isn't tempted to push himself to re-injury.]

[Until Yuan, early in the morning, hears the distinct sound of a Sylvaranti curse echoing back to him. He's mildly amused -- Kratos, swearing like a native -- but more concerned about what's driven him to it. Yuan's down the hall and in Kratos's doorway within a few seconds, scanning the room quickly for some sign of what's happened.]

[He will bet Kratos can't get up. Yuan comes over, kneeling beside him.]

Do you need help?