here's to the nights we felt alive

The small pat received from the healer was comforting but it did make him feel dramatic. Like a big baby. But, he felt comfortable with Riva and allowed himself to let those little insecure thoughts roll away. To the best of his abilities, of course. She reassured him it'd be over soon and the male merely turned his head away while squeezing his eyes shut. At first he wanted to watch the process but now he just wanted to do anything else but this. After the last few splashed Incubus let out that breath he hadn't remembering holding and let his eyes slowly open.

Riva revealed that she had in fact been a healer since an early age. The thought of puppy Riva eagerly holding a bandage entered his mind and brought a small smile to formerly strained lips. But, he couldn't help but to think over her words again. Raised by a healer. This seemed to imply a lake of parentage or maybe he was reading too far into it. Nevertheless, he dug further. "Was this healer your Mother?" Incubus looked to her and raised a brow out of curiosity. He hoped the prying would not agitate the already fragile lady.

As she worked Riva further explained the healing process. He'd once again need to be careful and likely refrain from a lot of strenuous activity. He'd only just gotten off bedrest at the beginning of Winter and now he found himself back in the same ordeal. Incubus sighed and nodded, "As you order." He gave her a pathetic look before she brought up an interesting factoid to sweep away the self pity. Marigold was an ingredient in the sunburn lotion. The lotion she had used on his Father such a long time ago, likely before he was even born. - Incubus felt that charming smile return, "I'm glad I chose it then so we can start making samples for some of my relatives." The majority of those in the pack that had the pink skin were of relation to Incubus.