PixieStix

I laughed. "Sowwie." I slip my hand over to grab my drink.

"Jace? Are you okay?Its really hard to heal mentaly." I said sorry. "Sorry I cant do anything."

I laughed to myself as I took out my knife and stabbed it into the bar. "Do you seel weapons?" I asked Sral.

"Here let me try it again." I closed my eyes and tried to heal him mentally from the inside. "D-did it work??" I aske curious.

"Ah.." I said. I held his hand once more, watching him try to figure out what im saying. "Does it hurt?"

I smiled. "good job. Can you hear me?" I asked. "Am I blurry?"

"Awsome..." I said smiling. I turned back to Jace. Can you talk?

I glance a smile at the new guy. Then smirk to myself as I turn back to the bar, resting my elbows on the counter.

Same things happened to me when I was 15 . I smiled. Theres not much you can do.

I nodded. Good job . I smiled. I know how you feel. I grinned, looking at how he was taking all this. He was finnaly calming down.

"Jace relax." I said concerned. I looked at Him and he could tell I was saying something but he looked confused. I sent him a mind message. Relax, Im right ...

Alright. :)

I smile. And nodded at Nic. "Impressive." I held Jace's hand, letting him know I was still here. I bet his mind was swirling around like crazy. I put my ...

I sit on a bar stool next to Jace and look at Nic. "You got this? if you need anything then I'll be happy to help. I'm going to make ...

"Alright." I said helping him keep his balance. "um... You need to stay still and focus." I said studdering. I was so concerned, I couldn't help. "Just relax."