[brows furrow at the start of it, a base for confusion, then his eyes widen. more confusion, but also awe. he knows people have special abilities, but he hasn't seen any quite like hers.

without a second thought, he dips one finger into her palm gently, then withdrawals it to bring it to his mouth, tongue darting out to lick it, to analyze the sample. not that he didn't believe her, or that he was unsure of the liquid being water, but he wanted more confirmation. he also wanted to see if there was anything special about the water she produced that he could detect, but - well, there's not. it's only water.

he's also a very tactile person. going on as if he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary:]

Even if there was something on me to heal, I don't know if it would have the same effect. [pause, wait-] Are you not able to heal yourself?