When I looked up, I saw nearly every Elder nod in agreement. Some had their own pain winces and some grabbed parts of their bodies, rubbing the body part from the image conjured in their mind. Kavorn grabbed his bicep. Oona grabbed her leg, which she even lifted up into the air for assurance of her flexibility. Lellirih wrung her hands very carefully. Valnas rubbed his plated chest, taking a deep breath as if to ensure he could still breathe. 