Joon emeges from his part of the bathhouse shortly after they do. Unlike them, he draws some attention from the crowds outside.

That's because he exits completely nude except for two separate sprays of blood that have hit him, wielding a bloodstained sword and cradling a left hand that has a deep wound between two fingers and into the palm. It's dripping more blood onto the street.

Fortunately, this is Barren Jewel. People stare and keep their distance and judge, but nobody goes to make any trouble for this presumed murderous madman.

She is glad she had time to put on a robe. It would be embarrassing to be naked in the street like that. Not that she would let shame stop her escaping, but still, it’s a plus that that is not happening to her. “Good job not dying Joon.” She means it, despite that sounding facetious.

"To be green is a vitric idiom. The hands of their young start as more of a teal shade, turning blue as they mature."

Fenn ducks back into the changing room to pilfer a couple of towels, using one to wipe off the worst of the blood and giving him the other for the benefit of his weird nudity taboo. And she gives him a kiss on the cheek for encouragement, because it looks like he needs that right now.

It does seem to distract him from what he just went through.

"I'm a ways off my next level, I think, if there were Risen Bile goons in your changing room I didn't get any notifications for them. Can we get my hand healed with magic somewhere?"

"There's a bone mage a few blocks away, I saw the sign when I was pawning some of the goods."

Oh yes, this world has magic healing. She perks up because that sounds very interesting and relevant to someone in a combat role. “Healing would be new to me, we didn’t have healing magic. Just very good protection magic, if something was powerful enough to get through a barrier you were usually beyond saving anyway.”

Though she managed to get blown out of the sky and survive it multiple times, it was very statistically unlikely for a mage to survive what broke through their barrier spell.

The bone magus in Kindly Bones introduces herself as Magus Bormann. The room is filled with all kinds of bones, two long ladders against the walls providing access to the shelves and the strings of bones dangling from the ceiling. Her desk is likewise stacked with them. 

She seems unfazed by her newest set of customers. 

"Are you the one who needs treatment?" She asks Joon. "Consultation is free, but who will be paying?"

"He was injured in the attack on the bathhouse, I expect you'll have more customers coming soon. I'm paying. My friends are from quite a backwards region so if you could provide a basic explanation of bone magic while you work, that would set their minds at ease."

"Some of your friends are from poor deprived backwaters that have never seen a proper healer and have all kinds of strange customs. Me, I'm perfectly cosmopolitan."

Joon keeps quiet, accepting the examination. 

And then the healing, as Bormann explains the process of drawing different qualities from bones and how the healing from a transfer of endurance lingers in the same way as covering more distance while burning for quickness would last even once the bone is exhausted, the draw as slow as possible for the best healing efficiency which is why her work takes time. The flesh of Joon's hand gradually knits together.

Tanya rolls her eyes at Fenn.

If joon came up with this too, she does have to give it points for originality. This one isn’t just fantasy star wars. They should see if Joon can learn this magic too using bullshit game powers, and pack bones for the trip.

As Joon seems to be behaving himself, Amaryllis takes a moment for a discreet chat with Tanya. 

"The magic of your previous world sounds like it would compare favorably to those of Aerb. Sustained flight, powerful enough personal barriers that attacks breaking through tend to be lethal, it would take a very wealthy gold mage to match both of those capabilities, and they don't tend to stay at that level for long. If you can think of any avenues to regaining your magic, let me know."

It would also be a decisive piece of evidence in support of her second world being real and not a variant dream-skewer delusion, but that can go unstated.

“This body doesn’t seem to have any mana. The resource my old magic used. I tried activating my normal magic when I landed and just triggered the fire magic instead. And fire magic seems to work alot by instinct. Magery works using mathematics. Even If I had my mage powers you would need these special complicated calculation machines do the math for the calculation intensive spells like barriers and flight. I’m probably good enough with the formulas to fly without a calculation orb, but only veeeeery slowly. The magic of my second earth was only so combat applicable due to hundreds of years of magical development into technology aiding the natural abilities of mages, which are usually a lot less impressive without the proper tools.” Tanya thinks Being X probably won’t allow her a path to regaining magery anyway, the fire magic of this new body seems to have cleanly replaced it.

"Mana... Single 'm'? Here that word is a generic term for reserves of magics constrained by continuous fungible resources, like blood magic or gem magic, so the name alone does little to narrow the possibilities. M-space, a plane of near-infinite energy, might have some relation, but that would take finding a star mage willing to ignore a ban on researching it that has stood since the First Empire."

Tanya shrugs. “It was a inborn talent. Mana with one M was basically magical stamina tied to your body. The energy used to power spells. My current body doesn’t have it. I doubt I’ll get it back.”

"Magics being lost without means of recovery is the way of Aerb as well." She sounds genuinely sad about this. 

Across the room, Joon is flexing his injured hand, and it looks like he's about to say something to Bormann. 

Amaryllis is the one who knows whats bad or dangerous to say and wether to stop Joon, but she will gently elbow Amaryllis and glance at Joon just in case she hasn’t noticed.

She gives Tanya an approving nod, and Joon a warning look.

"Here, your payment," she says to Bormann, interrupting them to hand over a handful of the local currency (tcher, banknotes and coins of five or six digits that barely fit on the faces).

"May you not require my services again for some time," Bormann replies. 

Once they step outside, Joon stops holding his tongue. 

"The attributes that can be pulled from bones, they match up with the ones on my sheet. Except for knowledge and luck, not sure why, that's what I was going to ask about. If I can get my hands on some bones, I think I have enough to try unlocking the skill."

"Also! Tanya, I got an unlock in the baths that means you'll never lag behind me in power, I'll write the full text out for you once we're back at the inn."

It's a lot easier to think when your hand hasn't been split almost in half down the middle.