The second Nancy let go of their hands, she felt exhausted. Wiping her brow with the back of her hand first, she immediately afterwards went to examining the cuts on her palms. Wrinkling her nose, she gently brushes one index finger over the wounds, then another over the other, concentrating. Slowly but surely, the flesh knit itself back together, leaving Nancy fully healed.

"Here, you two, let me see your hands." when it came to healing up small wounds like that, Nancy was an old pro. "While I fix you up, we can discuss, right?"