[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/GxId9ub.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ville Au Camp, Garage -> Oak Tree
[b]Skills: Healing (Involuntary)[/b]N/a[/center][hr]
	Bart looked at Alicia in surprise, seeing the degree to which Alicia's leg had healed, and his face lit up. "[color=97e23b]You mean, that's not normal for Paradoxes?[/color]" He said, excitement in his voice. Of all the powers he could of gotten, he was really thankful it wasn't some kind of head exploding or some kind of touch of death. This was something he could live with, being essentially a white mage. He could genuinely help people with this, though he never wanted to be a doctor, this way he could heal people without needing years of study and practice. That of course, didn't mean he wasn't going to scour the library for as many books on medicine and human biology as possible, but it was certainly still a perk. He wondered if knowing anything about medicine would improve his ability at all, but as is, it seemed to be pretty strong. He took another glance at the wound, impressed by his own work.

	He looked back at Gio as he was dismissed, and shrugged. He didn't need to listen to Gio reprimand Alicia. He had literally all the time in the world to bombard Emendators with questions, and Gio either was not in the mood to be bothered by Bart's questions, or was entirely not the person to be questioned. He can't say he hadn't met that type before, he didn't particularly like people like that, but he could understand the very basic tenet of "Don't piss of the leaders of the people you're stuck living with." To Gio, Bart was undoubtedly just a prattling child, which, in all fairness, he practically was compared to him. He gave a happy smile and nod to Alicia, sure that anything Gio could say to her wouldn't particularly phase her. She didn't at all seem the type to get scared easy. He did scratch his head for a second, making a mental note to ask her what exactly had happened in Cairo.

	Stepping away from the Garage, he could see several other Paradoxes congregated near the Oak Tree, and headed near them, along with a couple of Emendators, and a woman he didn't recognize. He slowly approached, seeing Alexandra and finding his place near her. He had a certain familiarity with her more than the other Paradoxes at this point, and figured she'd be easiest to talk to, and quickly recognized the pastry that had been handed out as Alexandra demolished her. Twinkies! He'd practically grown up on those, junk food more than commonplace in his childhood home. The were certainly a soft spot for him, still being one of his favorite comfort foods. He gave a look between The Hat and the new woman, and waved, "[color=97e23b]I don't think we've met yet Miss, I'm Bart.[/color]" He said, figuring she might be another Emendator, or at least a Paradox like himself. His eyes rested on her, clearly curious about who she might be.