[There's a tiny scratch on Aerith's arm, no bigger than a cat scratch, thanks to her bumping into a wire display rack at one of the panels. She puts her hand over it, and instantly aqua-green tendrils of light appear from her hand, curling around her arm. The little scratch closes up and disappears.]
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[There's a tiny scratch on Aerith's arm, no bigger than a cat scratch, thanks to her bumping into a wire display rack at one of the panels. She puts her hand over it, and instantly aqua-green tendrils of light appear from her hand, curling around her arm. The little scratch closes up and disappears.]