[The small internal panic eases up somewhat when Midnight keeps it professional. There's a part of him that feels conflicted; it's not as if Midknight is unattractive or impolite, but there's too much agonizing inside of Daan to even touch the idea or do anything with it.

Love has always been a complicated thing for him, when it should be so simple. Maybe that's the one thing he can relate to Sylvian about even if he spits on her name.]

There are other skills of mine related to a different deity. Unfortunately, I've had an affinity with Sylvian the longest, and that skill is usually fairly reliable. Though, I would have liked to have done more for you.

[And that part is true. Learning the medical field was more than a way to better his own life. It felt like he finally had control over something. Had something that was his. For awhile, anyway.]

In any case, do let me know if you need that again. I will cast it, and... you are prepared for its possible side-effect. At least until I have a better treatment plan for you.