No chance she'd be able to actually heal him the way she normally would, then; this was Solomon's own body knotting itself up, nothing more. Raine frowned at the spasms under her fingers, and shook her head. That was an uncommon level of sensitivity. "There's always a choice," she said absently, thinking over the problem briefly. Simple massage it was going to have to be. "However, the other option is often to suffer in silence, which I'd prefer you didn't. Let me know if I press too firmly."

She did spare some focus to call mana to her hands, not from the world around but within herself. The resulting glow was barely visible, but when Raine spread her hands lightly across his back there was an uncommon warmth to them, and her hope was that the vital energy in its purer form would help soothe the cramped muscles. She half-closed her eyes, to feel rather than look, and applied pressure gently at first, massaging along where the muscles were tightest.