"Hopefully? But that I do not know for sure. If they are more akin to wounds on your body, rather than a manifestation of your magic's state, you should see a healer."

Cú raises the glass as if in toast and drinks the content immediately, waiting for the connection to forge. While looking like water it has a strange taste to it. Not unpleasant, more like— ah that's right, like medicine with a bit of honey. The hint of sweetness not covering the strange aftertaste.