Helia considered whether it was better to give up her hands or to let everything she had built fall to ruin.
But given the state of her hands, it was no different from being infected with Zellera's Curse; it was a type of magic cancer.
She could cut off her hands and stop them from spreading further, but she wouldn't be able to regrow her hands through regular regrowth magic or miracle potions.
In other words, she would lose her hands for good if she wanted to preserve her wealthy status.
However, even though Helia wanted to refuse, she still struggled to voice it.
After all, Vaan had given her this chance to get her hands treated. Furthermore, wealth could be restored with time, but her hands could not.
"Fine, I accept your condition. You have my word."
Shortly after Helia voiced her acceptance with a sigh, she seemed to have aged a fair bit and lost all her strength.
Nevertheless, Vaan and Astoria didn't say anything.
