He'll be alive. He's only useful alive. Anything else- she'll be dead, and we can figure things out from there.

[ He looks up, in the direction of Alucard's voice. Well- 'looks'. There's not much actual looking happening. ]

We don't even know if you can turn people. What a fucking way that would have been to find out that you can't, if you tried that instead of the medicine bullshit.

[ Also the magic bullshit. He's not sure where one of those things ends and the other begins, but he knows that at least part of his leg is held together by magic. little threads of it keeping muscles lashed to bone in place of tendons that didn't survive the ordeal. New muscle should grow upon them as he uses them, the magic acting as a scaffold for his body to repair itself the slow science-y way.

Sypha explains using magic for healing as a conversation with the body. All she can do with her magic is ask questions and wait and listen. The body has to answer. That's the difference between that and forgemastery - a forgemaster tells the body the answer, and the body twists to make it true. ]