Maria nodded. "I have... I have a bit of vitakinesis... I might be able to heal some of the bad wounds. Which ones..." The broken wings would be terribly painful, but not life threatening. The big gouges, however...
She spread her hands over the worst ones, the ones across his chest and shoulders, and a blue glow flowed over the wounds, flickering and filling them in. The flesh regrew slowly, leaving just pale scars on the god's skin. Maria shivered, suddenly cold from using so much of her own life-force to heal Thanatos. She moved, and instantly winced, as pain shot across her chest and shoulders. That was the other part of her healing gift. She could heal the person, but their pain (though not their wounds) would be transferred to her for the duration of natural healing. It meant she often spend hours healing people and then weeks lying on a bed in agony. "Persephone, can you find the herbs... I don't want to leave him."