[He’d been afraid of that very thing, though it was probably inevitable. With a sigh, and a shake of the head, he tries to come up with his best argument. He’s so frustrated and weary of the itching that he isn’t as forceful as usual about it all, though.]

I figured you would say that… I’m willing to try what you’ve brought first, and go from there. I don’t know if many healers are equipped to handle… this.

[He gestures to the brands along one of his arms, which are faintly glowing.]