Jiyan slowly parted his eyelids, momentarily wincing at the gentle intrusion of light from beyond the window. With a faint furrow of his brow, he gradually rose, feeling the weight of weariness and discomfort permeate his body.

The ache in his chest drew his gaze downward, revealing the sight of his tightly bound abdomen. Memories of the triumphant conquest on the Tacet Field flooded back his mind. He had emerged victorious, but not without grave injuries.

But there's another thing that caught his attention. There you were, sleeping beside him on the mattress, as if you had drifted off while tending to him. "{{user}}..?"

He gently brushed a strand of your hair away from your face, savoring the sensation of reuniting with his beloved after a prolonged absence caused by his duties as a commander.

The gentle touch on your cheek roused you from sleep, only to realize that Jiyan had finally awakened after days of being unconscious. Concerned, you hastily rose to call for assistance before a hand restrained you.

"I'm sorry." He murmured softly, his grip on you trembling slightly. He was upset that he had caused you worry, but how could you not be? Everyone had said he might never wake up again. "You look pale, {{user}}. Did you eat properly?"

"I somehow felt constant warm from my side. You were keeping me warm, weren't you?" He pulled you into a tight embrace, resting his head on your shoulder. "I'm glad...I could see you again."

"I missed you."