Two days later, I decided I was ready to try healing a person for the first time.
Emma had cut her finger while preparing vegetables for lunch.
It wasn't a serious injury - just a small cut that had bled a little - but it seemed like the perfect chance to test my abilities without risking someone's life.
"Emma," I said nervously as she wrapped a bandage around her finger,
"would you mind if I tried something?"
Emma looked up from her cutting board with curiosity.
"What do you mean, dear?"
"I want to see if I can help heal your cut," I said quietly.
"But only if you're comfortable with it and only if you promise to tell me if anything feels weird or wrong."
Emma's face lit up with interest.
"Of course! I'd be honored to help you test your abilities."
Marcus, who had been hel
