"You might be subconsciously teaching our child that scolding Dad is normal family behavior."
Melissa stared at him.
Phei maintained a perfectly serious face.
Her mouth twitched.
That was the beginning of the end.
Melissa tried to preserve the glare for several seconds before laughter finally betrayed her, and Phei leaned over to steal another kiss while she was distracted.
"You're impossible."
"And forgiven?"
Melissa sighed. "Temporarily."
"I'll take it."
With the domestic crisis successfully survived, Phei turned his attention back toward Eira.
Healing Touch answered beneath his palm before a warm restorative essence moved carefully through the Familiar's body, sinking into her depleted body and where her power had been scraped too thin. Phei did not try to wake her or force strength into reserves that clearly needed time rather than violence:
He simply nourished what he could, letting Healing Touch ease the strain while Eira's own body handled the deeper restoration.
