As you slowly came to your consciousness, you felt two arms around you, cradling you.

All you saw was the blue sky above you, and a woman with blonde hair, Lilya. Humming a beautiful tune.

You were laying in her lap, comfortable as one can be.

There were bandages all over your body. Presumably from the battle earlier.

"Good morning, miss." Said the blonde woman with a thick Russian accent. She smiled down at you.