"Do you feel better?"
Aurora asked while offering me a hand to help me stand. She didn't need to be so caring, but I would be lying if I said I didn't appreciate her concern for my well-being.
"Yes. It's a constant internal battle, but as long as I can dedicate a small part of me toward containing this strange power, all should be well. I'll hit level thirty hopefully in the upcoming conflict; maybe the primordials can offer some guidance."
I grasped her dainty hand and allowed her Strength stat to do the work of lifting me up from my sitting position, which logically shouldn't be possible based on my size and her fragile-looking frame.
We went back to our home, and once Aurora was certain I wasn't lying to merely placate her worries, she yawned cutely, signaling her rapidly growing exhaustion. I tugged her into our comfy bed and kissed her forehead before wishing her a pleasant slumber, eliciting some adorable giggling before a second yawn took her to dreamland.
