Felix said it had stopped hurting, but seeing the pain on Jim's face and the upset on his brother's brings the worst part of it back. He can't nod easily but he manages the tiniest bob of his chin to what Jim's saying.

"..Yeah... yeah, I'll be okay. I promise."

"I think any lingering magical effects will depend on the nature of the spell and the... creature he summoned." Stratos extends his hands over Felix, frowning as wisps of light play between them. "It may be that most of the damage is physical, but we should consult a restoration expert to be certain."

"'S fine. It wasn't a Prince. And I..." He sighs. "Called up an atronach after. M'magic's not broken."