Okami blinked, smiling softly and shaking his head slowly, "No, not the healing..." He pressing his hand to his heart, closing his eyes, "It's something my mother's people are born with, I just instinctively know...it's part of me."

He lowered his and to his lap, smiling weakly, "My mother tried to teach me as much as she could. Sometimes, I thought I'd never remember it all. I still can't teleport properly." He sighed, "I guess...she knew she was going to die young."

He shifted, rubbing the back of his neck, "But she left detailed books that I could learn from and what I didn't learn from those, my older brother taught me." He laughed softly, "He's better with sword fighting than magic...but he did teach me blood magic, it's something forbidden to learn but it has its uses."

He blinked, blushing a little, "I guess it's complicated." He shook his head, smiling at him, "I'm sure that your teacher would be glad to hear you speak so fondly of him."