It is rather easy for me to make these things, yes. I do understand that not everyone has magic in their world, however. Or... It is a rare thing to come by. You see, in my world, we are born with magic. Some folk better than others.

[He was one of those folk. However, some of his power wasn't as strong here, but he tries not to lament on that too much. Instead, he focuses on the task at hand, which is making sure Lion gets rest and the next thing: nourishment. Of course, one thing at a time, as Lion finally sits down on the seat. A sigh of relief leaving him as he finds himself resting his body against the adjacent tree right beside them.]

I suppose so. I just could not leave you here to bleed; it would make me a horrible person.

[There's a faint smile that appears on his lips, but it fades. Not because he was unhappy, but he was still a bit awkward and painfully shy. Still, his presence isn't bad, and despite being able to cast magic, is not a dangerous person. In fact, it seems that he's the complete opposite of being dangerous, despite being a powerful, bundle of nerves.]

Please let me know when you feel steady once more. I believe the next course of action would be to get some sort of nourishment in your system. The locals are quite kind here, so there will be no issues getting something to eat.