[i]Jeanne[/i] - [u]The Archangel[/u]

Niti's bizarre reaction to the Paragon woman's gratitude left her perplexed. There was a stammering of words, a sinking of composure and finally a hastened flight away from her. With a lofted brow and a briefly crinkled nose that displayed her confusion at his assumingly needless guilt, part of his parting words left the Jeanne quite confused as a whole. 

[color=bc8dbf]I healed myself...? How is that even possible?[/color]

Mulling such thoughts over in her mind, the regal looking woman instead watched on as Revan strode off to find Anna; only to have a mild interruption to her processes in her conscience as Hana came walking forward.

Respectfully as always, she bowed deeply to the Last Samurai, smiling lightly as Hana spoke of her returned strength and vigor. [color=bc8dbf]"You know me all too well, Hana.[/color]" She softly spoke, her voice full of the serenity that rose when she was reminded of flight. [color=bc8dbf]"I love to fly, there is simply nothing like it. As I'm sure you know."[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"Though,"[/color] she hesitated, glancing off in the direction that Niti had fled. [color=bc8dbf]"Did I say something wrong to our dear Bubble Magi? I thought he enjoyed my baking."[/color]