The draconess put a hand on his back, feeling the muscle, his skin, and checking his body temperature. Aerta thought he was healthy to begin with, but her maternal instincts were strong. She still had plenty of offspring; she and Adykon had twenty already with plans for many more. But the children were asleep by now and their needs for today were already met by her, a couple of nannies, and some older sisters. 

She took his right foot in her hands and used both hands to knead it. She started with the arch, the ball of the foot and along the big-toe side, doing this to warm up the foot.

"Well, I see that your magic still comes from what you can absorb. It's just ambient energy, so you aren't putting anyone at risk. Just what my hands would have given off in any event." Being a powerful mage, Aerta could feel a slight energy transfer from her magic to his own, entering through the bottoms of Smith's feet.

She then used both hands to wring his foot. Aerta grasped around the ball and moved her hands in opposite directions. Starting at the toes, she moved up the arch to the heel, then used a wringing motion to go back down to the toes.

"How's this feel? Am I rubbing too hard?"