Phil, barely conscious, tried to hide his drowsiness. But was quickly pointed out by gilfred saying "I'm glad to see you made it too, Phil. But you look exhausted, maybe even more than I". At this point, Phil decided to turn in. "yeah... Actually I think I'm going to turn in for the night" he said light-heartedly. He found a small patch of grass about 2 metres from the fire and laid down. As he was about to go to sleep, Toran trudged up to Phil, his wings dragging along, and asked "do you see me as lowly as a Librarian?". Phil sighed and said "your not like a librarian, you just can't harass that over dragon because he is sleepy. He's a baby compared to your hundred year old ass". Toran chuckled and said "maybe your right...". Toran then tucked up next to Phil and fell asleep within minutes. Phil fell right asleep a few seconds after.
Phil experienced terrible nightmares of Atlanta during his sleep, as well as nightmares of their last battle. But during his night terrors, he felt himself being slowly rustled awake by someone. Phil opened his eyes and, after his eyes readjusted, saw Cora's burnt face hovering over him. Before Phil could react she whispered "Shh. Follow me". Phil dragged himself to his feet and followed Cora to the entrance of the cave, where the sun had begun to rise. When the light hit Phil's face, he smiled as he felt the energy flow back through his body.
Cora removed her hoddie to reveal the burns on her left arm, and she asked "Mind taking a look at these?"
Phil answered by saying "sure, close your eyes and... Think of something nice". Phil softly touched Cpra's cheeks and focused a smooth light through his hands. The amount of times he healed people during his time getting to the haven was more than he wished he had to, from simple cuts to complex fractures. Phil healed nearly any afflicted wound. The responses he got however, where mixed. He had been called a savior and a monster. He had been rewarded and exiled. Hell, someone even tried to kill him, but then again, they must of heard of what happened in Atlanta to give such a horrified look to him as he healed their fractured arm. That was one thing Phil had to remember, people won't be nice to you just because you have nice intentions. Cora's face was healed up, a plus was that her face didn't even show signs of scaring or repair after Phil healed the burns.
"now I'll heal your arm and then we're done" he said in a positive tone. He gently held her wrist to keep her arm in place and placed his other hand on the wound. It wasn't as bad as the burns on her face so it only took a few seconds. When he was finished, he let go of her arm. "all done... Sorry I don't have a lollipop to give you" he said laughing.