If it's a disease unique to this planet, I'm not sure if I'll be of much help ...
[He touches Lucilio's knee gently, his hand shimmering with holy light.]
I can at least try, though.
[His arm's itching. He feels a tremor in his muscles, but it's not so pressing that it's gonna split his focus. But he's not ignoring it completely, either: if he falls ill, too, that would confirm the hypothesis.]
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[He touches Lucilio's knee gently, his hand shimmering with holy light.]
I can at least try, though.
[His arm's itching. He feels a tremor in his muscles, but it's not so pressing that it's gonna split his focus. But he's not ignoring it completely, either: if he falls ill, too, that would confirm the hypothesis.]