I can see that he is not dying anymore, but still in critical condition. The wounds may be closed, but there are still remnants of the curse inside of him. It will scar, no Dittany will help to prevent it. "Blaise helped me," I admit after a minute of silence, while we both studied the chart floating above us. "I needed more, I needed more control and I was losing it. Feeling too much. We were careful about the things we left behind, I know what I need to do and our goals. Give me a few weeks to let it settle and I promise to be better."