"[color=6ecff6]Medicine... what is that?[/color]" Evan replied, definitely instilling confidence towards his offer.
	His eyes glowed gold for a moment, as thin hairlike strands of ice emerge from his hand. They hover towards specifc spots on the arm, their ends pointed down like needles.
	"[color=6ecff6]I am going to... manually piece your bones back together... then clean up and stitch this,[/color]" Evan weakly gestured over the leather cuts, "[color=6ecff6]this thing.[/color]"
	This sleeve cloth is in the way. Maybe it should be cut out, at the same time as the leather straps?
	"[color=6ecff6]It is going to be cold... and it will hurt... but the cold should reduce the pain... maybe.[/color]"
	Evan stared at the arm, instilling in himself the process and the order in which to do it. He wouldn't notice Athena doing any head movement if she did so.
	"[color=6ecff6]Then... we will wrap your arm in a cocoon... and wait for the bones to heal thems... themselves.[/color]" He wasn't entirely sure how long. He usually just analyzed his own injury and didn't keep track of the days.
	Didn't keep track of any day. Did not have a birth date.