...Incredible. Your gift is that of transmutation.

[ she reaches her hand up to the wound to touch with her fingers, lightly grazing the tips over the now healed wound. if there's a difference to her skin now, it isn't one she can properly feel. that unsettles her more than she would like. ]

It's a little dreadful to think the bandages are now part of me. Your transformations don't ever come undone, do they?