I do understand your plight. There are times where I must scold my husband and wife for constantly pushing themselves to their limits and injuring themselves further. So... I must admit, that I am used to this sort of care.

[He laughs softly, and lets the ice do it's job to ease the red skin underneath. It stays like that for a moment, before he pulls his hand away. His gaze shifting to look up at Ethlyn when she asks that question.]

There are different sorts of magic in our world. I use ice offensively, but I am able to augment the element to also be restorative. ... I suppose I can just will it to be offensive, or restorative.

[The ice disappears, and a glowing light is quick to replace itself with the ice. It's soft, and comforting, as his hand makes contact with her skin to ease her pains.]

This is nothing more than a restorative spell.