[Here, Aang, let her churn your stomach a little more. She lets her right hand slip out of her cloak so she can show him a little magic trick. It's amusement to her, but it might not be so much to him.
Priscilla nicks the skin on the back of the hand with a nail and holds it out to him. It takes a few seconds, but the wound has already started to heal. She looks rather pleased with herself.]
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[Here, Aang, let her churn your stomach a little more. She lets her right hand slip out of her cloak so she can show him a little magic trick. It's amusement to her, but it might not be so much to him.
Priscilla nicks the skin on the back of the hand with a nail and holds it out to him. It takes a few seconds, but the wound has already started to heal. She looks rather pleased with herself.]
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