Great, well. That doesn't change the fact that I have gratitude, but whatever makes you feel better...

[Slowly, Daan sinks into his seat, sighing softly. He isn't sure he could really eat, to be honest, but at least he's mostly comfortable.

Until that question.

Daan squints at Kaveh.]

Theoretically, a solid maybe. I don't know how much my magic can actually impact his condition, and unless you magically grow back your organs then this conversation is entirely moot.