"You've got bruises… don't worry, I'll fix them."
After a warm embrace, typical of Seraph, she began healing Halo's wounds. The accumulated pain and discomfort, the internal bleeding, even his slight fever, all of it vanished within seconds.
Her ability to heal had improved.
Yet Halo had mixed feelings about her presence. Part of him was overjoyed at the prospect of finally eating he'd enjoy, but his confusion pushed that excitement into the background.
"Uhm… how exactly did you know I was done with my Purpose?"
She smiled.
"Oh, don't be silly. I promised I'd visit after your Purpose was over."
Halo frowned.
'What a shallow way to evade a question.'
Seraphim's eyes widened in realization.
"Oh, yeah. You've been skipping meals, haven't you? I brought some snacks."
She untied a small sack from her belt and handed it over to Halo.
Shadow of Death was bought. He immediately forgot about his concern.
'Yum…'
