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13.Sep.12, 07:42 AM
Talian plunged into a drawer once more, rooting around for something he always kept tucked safely in the back. It was curious for a healer to remove himself so far from his numbweed, but Talian had his reasons. He winked to B'jin was he removed a small pot of the salve from the drawer, holding it close as he returned to his little patient.
"It'll only take a moment," he said, gently encouraging the boy to let him have a look at his ribs. It wasn't anything too serious, but like B'jin's daughter suspected, there was some bruising. Tal wasn't worried about it. After all, little boys got bruises. The healer quickly rubbed a small bit of numbweed on the worst of them before backing away, giving Bordtai a quick smile before returning the nubmweed to it's drawer and rinsing his hands off.
"Have trouble with letters, do you? It could simply be that you need it presented in another way," Talian offered casually, still careful to address the boy as if he were another adult. Talian then walked over to B'jin, who he greeted with a careful hug. "You should talk to his teacher, if you are worried," he offered lowly, though not quite a whisper. "He may need special instruction. Social anxiety or poor socialization can make classroom learning difficult. High and low functioning brains sometimes learn differently, too." He had no way of knowing if the boy was actually slow, though so far his impression was simply that he was quiet. "I had to have special teachers starting when I was five turns."
He looked back to Bordtai. "You did very well. If those boys pick on you again, you are welcome to come here. We won't let them, okay?"
Sorry for the mild PP there!
"It'll only take a moment," he said, gently encouraging the boy to let him have a look at his ribs. It wasn't anything too serious, but like B'jin's daughter suspected, there was some bruising. Tal wasn't worried about it. After all, little boys got bruises. The healer quickly rubbed a small bit of numbweed on the worst of them before backing away, giving Bordtai a quick smile before returning the nubmweed to it's drawer and rinsing his hands off.
"Have trouble with letters, do you? It could simply be that you need it presented in another way," Talian offered casually, still careful to address the boy as if he were another adult. Talian then walked over to B'jin, who he greeted with a careful hug. "You should talk to his teacher, if you are worried," he offered lowly, though not quite a whisper. "He may need special instruction. Social anxiety or poor socialization can make classroom learning difficult. High and low functioning brains sometimes learn differently, too." He had no way of knowing if the boy was actually slow, though so far his impression was simply that he was quiet. "I had to have special teachers starting when I was five turns."
He looked back to Bordtai. "You did very well. If those boys pick on you again, you are welcome to come here. We won't let them, okay?"
Sorry for the mild PP there!
