Aki smiled in relief.

[color=82ca9d]“It looks like Yamamoto-kun got burnt, he’s the one who needs help,”[/color] he gestured to the injured boy. 

It wasn’t just the presence of a healer that made Aki smile, it was Senhime herself. The timid stuttering girl he encountered in the stairwell earlier was nowhere to be found. The person before him now was a battle-hardened warrior; the resolve in her voice was evidence of that. It was impressive how much confidence and determination she now held. Scorch marks adorned her uniform, the only physical indicator of what they just went through. A scarred uniform that matched his and Yamamoto’s.

[i]The strongest steel is forged by the fires of hell, eh?[/i] he mused, [i]Guess I wasn’t the only one who got something out of this whole mess.[/i]

Speaking of fire…

[color=82ca9d]“I think Tomoda could get a check up after too. The guy’s been through some stuff.”[/color]