“Interesting,” T’bia observed, examining medical sensor readouts on the wall. “It’s almost better than his own regenerative gift.”
“It is his gift.” Tari sat up on the exam bed, peering at her hands. “His healing gift, his instincts… What the hell is next? Am I going to start turning his colors?”
“I didn’t want to mention it, but there is a very slight shift in hue -“
“Don’t even joke about that.”