I took the man's hand and led him into my new office. I had yet to tell Bin An Sha that I had commandeered it from him, but I was pretty sure he got the picture.
My powers flowed through me like water, wrapping itself around the gentleman as I led him to the bed. I had quickly changed the sheets when the first patient showed up this morning and had been doing it ever since.
"Thank you for doing this, deary," smiled the man. His face told the story of a lifetime of happiness that I felt down to his bones. "My granddaughter, she worries."
"I can only imagine," I murmured as my gift healed the arthritis in his joints and replaced some of the worn-out cartilage in others. I even found a stage one tumor in his colon, one that would have progressed quickly without treatment.
Healing like this was as easy as breathing. It wasn't painful like it had been at the Camp, nor was it tiring.
