"I told you, I'm made of sturdier stuff!" His expression twists into a wry smirk. Although the humor drains a little when Strange flinches and kneels down.

"Here--" Syrlya lowers a little himself, hand outstretched to put a lighter clock circle beneath them. This one will immediately ease the pain in Strange, although the active healing properties aren't as strong as they are for Syrlya. Still, it'll recover some of the damage for both of them for the few seconds it's active.

And then Strange drops mirror shards out of himself snd Syrlya stares at them. "What--? Oh, leave them, unless you want to use them for necromancy."

The bodies are super not important to him. He points at the shards. "What is that?"