Remedy

Though you'd be hard-pressed to find Typhon calling the strange fluttering feeling in his stomach that he felt so often upon seeing Zinnia butterflies, he definitely could acknowledge - at least to himself - that the female sparked something unfamiliar within him. Something that nobody else had, at least this far in his life. Rather than think too deeply on it, he'd simply take each moment the best he could; and right now, he was simply happy that she was recovering, and very much alive. The male mirrored her own slight smile, nodding in acknowledgement of her words. She was doing better - that was good. Sore, but that wasn't permanent, and he had no doubt she could power through that.

"That's good to hear," he said, his voice betraying the relief he felt at that fact. The outcome had been a good one - he doubted many who lived through such an ordeal could say the same. Typhon fully believed the gods had been watching over them all that day, and Zinnia surviving was proof that she belonged here, with the Abraxas family, and as a friend to him. He hadn't fully been anticipated her question, so he looked briefly caught off-guard, though found himself nodding hesitantly. "Only some have been found," he told her, his voice forlorn. "Besides us... Ashiel is here, and so are two of Razi's children." He'd rather focus on the survivors than on the ones that might not have made it.. including his own brother. The thought didn't settle well with him, though he hoped dearly that Phenex - and the others, for that matter - were merely recovering on their own time. He found himself frowning slightly, hoping the news wasn't too hard for her to bear, given how she had nearly looked death in its face herself. "Malleus has put a lot of importance on scouting those lands and looking for survivors, so I can only hope..." His voice trailed off, brows furrowing as he tried not to let his emotions get the best of him.