[ Once they are in the room Sanae takes her wrist back, going to the patient's bedside. This is a woman she spoke to earlier, one who she had helped ease her pain. Sanae cannot restore this woman's apathy, but she can take away her injuries. What use are her miracles if she does not use them? What good is her power if she cannot help others with it?
It's like that time she herself had been injured by Lu Meng. She hadn't thought to use a miracle to help heal herself until Alice asked her to. But once she had, everything was restored.
Her hands move as if they've a mind of her own, reaching out towards the blindfolded woman. Sanae explains what she's doing: she's going to place her hands over her head, one over her eyes. She's going to help. She's going to restore her sight.
Faith and hope are invisible, intangible concepts to most. But to Sanae, she feels it, as if those feelings coming from others' hearts are linked to her own. Indeed, they do become her own wants, wishes, and hopes, and she has the power at her fingertips to fulfill them. She feels such an energy now coming from Lu Meng, and then begins to use it. The miracle itself is just like the concepts from which it draws its energy: invisible. There is no glowing light, no strange force transmitted between her palms and the woman. It's just a gentle stroke of Sanae's fingertips over the bandages covering the patient's eyes, running down to the bridge of her nose. With that simple motion, no longer are the wounds weeping.
Slowly, she begins to unravel the bandage over the woman. A nurse nearby sees them and objects, but then stops when the wound is finally revealed to be... no longer a wound at all. There's a clatter of the tray of medicine the nurse is carrying, a step back in shock-- and then five steps forward as the nurse rushes to the patient, marveling at her eyes.
The patient blinks in response, still apathetic. But perhaps less so, because there is no pain to deter her feelings, and no one can be so unaffected by the suddenly gush of light, warmth emitting from the joyous nurse who now calls in for the others to come and see this miracle. For not only have the patient's eyes been healed, but the rest of her wounds, too.
Sanae finally backs away from the bed, turning to Lu Meng. She's smiling gently but sadly, watching the nurse embrace the patient and the others congratulate her recovery. ] ...I should have done this long ago. [ Even without his aid. She admits this quietly, that smile hinting at her regret for all but a moment before she turns and walks to the next patient. And the next, and the next, until all that need to be healed are healed. ]
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It's like that time she herself had been injured by Lu Meng. She hadn't thought to use a miracle to help heal herself until Alice asked her to. But once she had, everything was restored.
Her hands move as if they've a mind of her own, reaching out towards the blindfolded woman. Sanae explains what she's doing: she's going to place her hands over her head, one over her eyes. She's going to help. She's going to restore her sight.
Faith and hope are invisible, intangible concepts to most. But to Sanae, she feels it, as if those feelings coming from others' hearts are linked to her own. Indeed, they do become her own wants, wishes, and hopes, and she has the power at her fingertips to fulfill them. She feels such an energy now coming from Lu Meng, and then begins to use it. The miracle itself is just like the concepts from which it draws its energy: invisible. There is no glowing light, no strange force transmitted between her palms and the woman. It's just a gentle stroke of Sanae's fingertips over the bandages covering the patient's eyes, running down to the bridge of her nose. With that simple motion, no longer are the wounds weeping.
Slowly, she begins to unravel the bandage over the woman. A nurse nearby sees them and objects, but then stops when the wound is finally revealed to be... no longer a wound at all. There's a clatter of the tray of medicine the nurse is carrying, a step back in shock-- and then five steps forward as the nurse rushes to the patient, marveling at her eyes.
The patient blinks in response, still apathetic. But perhaps less so, because there is no pain to deter her feelings, and no one can be so unaffected by the suddenly gush of light, warmth emitting from the joyous nurse who now calls in for the others to come and see this miracle. For not only have the patient's eyes been healed, but the rest of her wounds, too.
Sanae finally backs away from the bed, turning to Lu Meng. She's smiling gently but sadly, watching the nurse embrace the patient and the others congratulate her recovery. ] ...I should have done this long ago. [ Even without his aid. She admits this quietly, that smile hinting at her regret for all but a moment before she turns and walks to the next patient. And the next, and the next, until all that need to be healed are healed. ]