A peaceful feeling washed over her, easing the worries she had felt for so many weeks. A warmth had begun to sprout in her heart, seeping through her limbs and filling her soul with a new kind of joy. She had never before seen anyone come so close to death, and Ara had a new appreciation for life now as she gazed upon Novel's face. Her parents ahd always been honest and open with her that they did not have many years left in this world, and she had always tried to live life knowing that, and struggling to not take it all for granted. But this had been unexpected and terrifying... She wondered if Novel knew how scared she had been for her, or if she knew how much caring for her had changed her.
Novel seemed to agree that a walk would be a good idea, and she smiled again, glad for her compliance. "Good, she commented softly, nodding her head slowly. She knew that Novel would need help walking, as her muscles hadn't been in use for weeks now. The sooner she could begin to stretch them and put them into use, the better, as they woudld heal more quickly then. Without thinking much, she leaned to place a gentle lick on the side of Novel's face before beginning to walk with her. She would do this a million times if she had to, to help Novel regain her strength and grow well again, though she knew her help would only be necessary for so long. She was young and recover for her would be quick.
Her parents, on the other hand... she knew she ought to stray from Novel now that she was doing better, and spend time with them. "May I ask," she started, her voice laced with audible uncertainty. "...what kind of things you saw when you slept? I heard you talking sometimes, as though you were dreaming." It seemed different than a dream though, and she couldn't help but vocalize her curiousity.
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