"Fundamentally, magic is about persuading reality of something that is not the case," Inric says, the words coming easily, almost eagerly, to his tongue, even in a language he hasn't practiced for some time. "For the form of magic Seers use, understanding what one is asking is important. Both what the situation is and what one wants it to be. But living creatures have their own opinions about what is happening within their bodies. That is why healing is so difficult. Equilibrium charms are a clever way to sidestep much of that. In a way, it is like providing a pattern." Aldus is looking perturbed. "Then the balance... isn't important?" "On the contrary. That is part of the pattern." Inric eyes him with some concern. "And your conviction plays a part. So do not doubt the efficacy of your charms." Aldus stands up, putting the book down on the bed. Copper immediately jumps off Inric's lap to curl up on top of it. "I need to speak to Father Gethyl," Aldus says. "Cyrward will be back with news soon. You can rest here until then, if you want."