[Eleven steps up beside the resting man, wincing at the mention of nails. Somehow he knows it isn't the kind on the ends of anyone's fingers. To not be worried about them however, he isn't convinced. Had those nails been perfectly clean? A very physical infection could spread in the time he's worried about spiritual recovery.

Gentle green light comes to his hand and moves to brush over the man's chest]

Can you explain that to me? It took me some time to heal my own spirit, attuning to life energy. The healers haven't described spiritual healing in those terms.

[He's a little worried his lessons may simply not have been advanced enough for it, but surely there's something he can do to help until an expert is found]