[Sometime early in the week, Fray ended up in a situation that ended very poorly. The situation was "sparring" and now he's sporting a very nasty wound beneath his armor - as well as his armor itself sustaining a very rude cut down the chest. Oh well, he'll be able to fix that himself at some point, but fixing his own injury is a little beyond him without access to his magic... and so he's come here, to Argenti's door.
For a moment he stares at it as if deciding whether or not to do this. Asking for help doesn't come easily to Fray, just as it doesn't come easily to his student. He almost considers leaving and tending to this himself, as best he can, but a wave of pain hits him and leaves him nearly doubled over for a moment before he decides, no, he can't do this himself, and he needs help. So. Argenti it is.
Fray knocks on the door and raises his voice. Somehow, despite the pain, his voice is just as even as it always is.]
week 1
For a moment he stares at it as if deciding whether or not to do this. Asking for help doesn't come easily to Fray, just as it doesn't come easily to his student. He almost considers leaving and tending to this himself, as best he can, but a wave of pain hits him and leaves him nearly doubled over for a moment before he decides, no, he can't do this himself, and he needs help. So. Argenti it is.
Fray knocks on the door and raises his voice. Somehow, despite the pain, his voice is just as even as it always is.]
Argenti. I need your assistance with something.