"..." Adjutor simply stares at the man for a moment, then curses under his breath as he gathers some of the recently calmed mana in his hands. Reaching out to the pirate, he traces his hands over the wound, the healing magic going to work almost immediately and closing the gash up, leaving only a faint scar as proof that the injury had even occurred.
"Apologies for that," Adjutor says, "And I suppose I wouldn't mind a friend or two..."
Hey, dumbass, I'm still here!
Oh? I was under the impression that you were ogling every observable ass here, especially the one that's currently getting pounded by that other guy.
I can't see what you're not looking at!
And I'm not letting you take over any time soon. Your point?
You are the worst kind of buzzkill.
Stop having a buzz to kill, then.
Why can't you loosen up a bit?
Why can't you control yourself?
"Hang on a moment," Adjutor says, allowing a few moments to concentrate on Concept: Repair before gathering the requisite mana and utilizing the Concept with a Focus word, the destroyed table quickly piecing itself back together until it stood once more, fully repaired. Meanwhile, Adjutor makes his way behind the bar once more, his current outfit still soaked with various alcohols.
"Now then," he says, "As for being able to save myself, I can't exactly expect to be able to save people for free, now can I?"