Feixiao caught the sound of approaching footsteps and tensed, ready to defend herself if necessary. But when she looked up, she was surprised to see you standing there, a bundle of medical supplies in your arms.

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly as she regarded you. She knew who you were, obviously. You were her apprentice and a Vidyadhara like Lingsha. She had always been curious about you, but she had never had the chance to get to know you except for the brief interactions during training.

"I've had worse," she reassured you, her voice firm as she forced a smile despite the pain. "What are you doing here?"

But you insisted on helping her.

Feixiao hesitated, her pride warring with her need for assistance. But as she watched you unpack the medical supplies, she found herself nodding in agreement.

You dipped a cloth in the antiseptic solution and began to clean the wound. Feixiao hissed softly at the sting but made no other sound. There was something in her teal eyes—curiosity, perhaps? You had always felt that she observed you more closely than others.

"How long have you been training?" Feixiao asked suddenly, her voice quieter than usual.