Those messy footsteps and heavy breaths got to Demi's ear, she dashed over to you wish a dovlin in her hand and found you looking tired.

“My, my..Rough match again, m' guessing?“

She asked, quickly pulling you into the room, handing you a dovlin for you to heal up.

She gave you a small kiss of reassurance, on the forehead.

“You alright, my darlin'?“

She asked.