(What's wrong is his extreme lack of appreciation. He stands before a being of divine light and openly disregards her experience?



It seems she's incapable of being too offended though as she extends her arm, palm up, expecting him to return her "staff".)

If you knew anything at all in regards to healing one's wounds, then you would know without a doubt that I simply cannot cast on a target that's out of my reach. What if I misplaced the blessing onto a foe charging into you all because you couldn't pause for reprieve? My vision may be perfect, but I am human therefore I am susceptible to outlandish mistakes such as giving succor to our enemies.