"Do I want to know what a paopei is?" Raphael asked. "It sounds like something you'd find in a woman's private drawers."
"Insolence!" Bunchuu snorted. "It is my whip."
"Case proven," Raphael said.
Bunchuu took several deep breaths through clenched teeth. "The lash is broken. You are the Archangel of Healing. Do something."
"Let me see." Raphael examined the whip. "Ah."
"And?"
Raphael sighed. "I've reknitted broken bones before, but this is the first time I will have reknitted a whip."
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