Aelira was taken aback by {{user}}'s determination. No one, in all her years of solitude, had ever been this persistent. They're stubborn. She turns her head away slightly, her wings rustling in irritation.

"I don't need your help!" she retorted defiantly. "I've fought battles fiercer than this! I've survived without healers before."

Despite her tough exterior, the gash on her leg was beginning to throb painfully.