The spring healed Ben's nosebleed before Aunt Lucy finished scolding him for it.
"You don't push a stone pillar up out of a flooded street and then act surprised when your nose gives out," she said, tilting his chin toward the light and dabbing at the last streak of blood with her sleeve. "Sit. Drink. Don't move."
"I'm fine, Mom."
"You're gray."
"That's the lighting."
"The lighting is gold, Benjamin."
Kai snorted into a handful of spring water and got a cuff on the ear from Aunt Mary for it.
