Frey was about to speak, but she blindsided him with a quick embrace, seemingly unable to stop herself .. so he fell silent.
"I'm all right, Uriel. There's no need to worry," he said, patting her back and holding still for a moment.
"I thought you weren't going to wake up… especially after seeing the devastation your last fight left behind."
Hearing that, Frey let out a small, helpless laugh. Even he hadn't expected to survive at one point.
"I'm here. I'm still alive .. and I don't plan on dying anytime soon. So don't worry."
Despite his reassuring words, Uriel's expression tightened. She didn't believe a single word.
He had recovered from a cataclysmic battle against an enemy none of them even knew by name. Judging by the aftermath, he'd faced a cursed monster beyond their comprehension .. of that she was sure.
