He placed his hand on the edge of the antler and his hand began glowing, a warmth traveling through her veins.
The antler began to regenerate, growing underneath his fingers. "There we go," she'd hear him murmur slowly. "You're doing well, Beep. Just stay still."
He pulled away after a few minutes, looking a little drawn, but his grin crossing his lips. "There we are. Good as new. You did well."
She reached up and felt before her eyes widened. "Briar! Thank you so much!" she said excitedly, suddenly wrapping her arms around him.
He flushed slightly, clearing his throat. "It's just restoration magic, Bee." His face brightened and he looked down at her. "Hey! What about Bee?"
"No, but you like nature," he said, shrugging slightly. He let her go and sat on the ground. "We don't have to if you don't want to."
