*My eyes widen slightly as I silently scold myself for being so foolish as to not suspect this person of being the one who wrote the letter in the first place. Yet I work it into my act regardless.*
*I lean in closer to examine the scar. Bad is an understatement, yet it shouldn't be too hard for me to fix. If I can still access my healing abilities that is. Gently pressing my fingers against your throat, I summon up as much energy as I can and watch as a silver light envelopes the area before slowly fading, leaving pristine flesh behind.*
Now that is odd. My aura wasn't this color before... just what did happen to me when I went through that rift?
*I let my arm fall to my side as I stand upright once more, my eyes still locked with yours.*
Tell me child, this... demon you speak of... do you know where he is?
And what he is for that matter. Never before have I heard such a term, nor encountered any being calling itself such. Of course I cannot let her know that, but that does not mean I myself cannot find out.
Ezra: *goes to speak*
Unfortunately not, im not sure of his loc-
*my eyes go wides, and I reach for my throat, feeling the healed fleash*
*gets teary eyed, and speaks with a slightly trembly voice*
Thank you , sir... I owe you a high debt for this. I will help you locate him.
Hopefully you'll keep recovering them with time. ... *Looks down at the menu after a moment.* That said, do you want to go with your suggestion of the crab dip, or would you mind sharing a salad with me?
Kirina: whichever you feel more comfortable with is good for me!