He felt a wave of relief wash over him as Longarm opened the door, scooping his apprentice out of the fairy's arms. Just as Ahmal went to follow the man, he was also picked up. He felt that he should be thanking the doctor rather than forgiving him. His entire body ached from fatigue, his mind still quite blurred by the journey and his injury.

Ahmal lay quite still on the table, he turned his head in worry, looking at Lyriia who was still passed out. He felt a stinging pain as Longarm touched his wound, he grit his teeth to try endure it, but he ended up letting out a rather constricted groan.

He felt a small, relieved smile on his face when Longarm told him that the girl was going to be okay. He felt as though he had fulfilled what he had promised, but he still worried about her condition despite the doctor's reassurance. He had no intention of leaving yet. He was far too exhausted to even move from his laying position, and he was being cared for by a medical professional. There was no reason to leave.

[color=a187be]"..Stab.."[/color] He managed to say in his drained state. It could be said that he looked quite pale, despite his tanned skin, after all, he had lost a lot of blood from the injury. He was struggling to stay awake, his vision blurring and his head feeling like it was spinning. He fought the urge to just fall unconscious, waiting for any other questions the doctor might have.