After talking with Salome and Toy for a little longer, he left those two behind and headed to check up on Ximena, who had been lying in Mias' bed.
Due to her constitution, she couldn't sleep, but it seemed she was definitely on the path to recovery.
'Else it wouldn't be this cold!'
The moment Vale stepped into the hallway, the cold only grew stronger and more damning. The issue he had worried about when debating whether Ximena should be given Aether was rearing its ugly head.
'No wonder Sivian and Awilix weren't there when I woke up.'
Even Greed seemed to have fled the room she was hiding in, the golden cube not enough to block the cold front.
There was also the issue that the workers and warriors were now cut off from the Dungeon Core until Ximena moved. Though Vale had no intention of forcing her to do anything at the moment.
He'd let her rest as long as she wanted…
'Well, up to three days.'
