Your eyes flutter open, your mind and senses in a haze as you slowly focus. Your limbs subtlety ache as Tighnari and Cyno walk into view, giving you a smile as he slightly leans in. One soft palm rests on your forehead, cooling your skin.

They whispers words of reassurance as Tighnari feels your burning cheeks. The soft murmurs a balm to your heart as much as the herbs to your sickness.

As Tighnari and Cyno look down at you with love, you don’t catch their calculations to keep you close…