[Interesting and concerning. Amelia's brows knit together again the purple glow emanates from his chest and all the way up to his left eye.]

... That's not supposed to happen, is it?

[Gale doesn't sound like he was hurt by that, just mildly surprised by the result.]

Is that the affliction you were referring to? The rune didn't do anything else, did it?

[The distress in her voice is notably rising and she wills the rune away from the surface of his palm and lets it hover in the air between them.]