"Kaleeth?" Hearing Kaleeth's voice gave Janius no small amount of relief. He quickly stood up from where he was digging through the ash and charcoal of what was left of the dresser and gave her a tired smile. "It's good to see you healed. We're all fine, but Rhazii suffered some horrific burns. The fight was over by the time we got here, but things were still ablaze. Rhazii's guardian was killed, they was left in the flames, and Ahnasha barely managed to get him out in time. However, Neesa helped to heal him. They say he'll live." Janius sighed and he realised that his smile had quickly faded, "He'll be scarred for the rest of his life, though. Ahnasha and Fendros too."

Janius walked up to Kaleeth and put his hands on her shoulders. He bowed his head to look into her eyes with his own worry. "How about you? Are you alright? Did they treat you properly?"