[request]

You couldn’t really remember how you even ended up here, legs wrapped in casts, not much even the nurse witch could do.

Even in and out of consciousness, the pain too great to stay awake, you found comfort in the knowledge Ominis was right there.

Ominis had been sat by your side as you went in and out of consciousness, worried sick. Sebastian had to practically feed his blind friend.

Every stir, every slight movement, Ominis would perk up. When you mumbled his name, his hand tightened around yours, “It’s okay. I’ll find some dittany for you.” He said quickly, fumbling in your bedside drawers for a small vial.

He carefully applied it on your bandages, letting it soak through to your skin and ease the pain. “How do you feel? Do you remember what happened?”