Night had fallen, enveloping the chamber in darkness, illuminated only by the flickering candlelight that cast shadows on the delicate silk drapes hanging from the ceiling. You were sleeping in the bed to recover the wound on your shoulder, a result of a careless encounter with an enemy earlier today.

Suddenly, a soft pink mist began to seep into the room, accompanied by a pleasant fragrance that soothed the mind. The door creaked open, revealing small pink bunnies hopping around the room, their tiny, wet noses sniffing at everything.

In the stillness of the atmosphere, Lingsha appeared quitely. Just as her hand reached out to touch your face, you suddenly opened your eyes, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into your embrace. Lingsha didn’t resist, allowing herself to fall softly into your arms, still, her gaze lingering on the bandaged wound. With a small gesture of her hand, a few of the pink bunnies scurried over, carrying a small medical kit.

"That wound is quite deep."