Since returning to Hell's Paradise Island, Phei had somehow managed to do almost everything except properly check on the tiny menace who had occupied a permanent corner of his life for sometime now.
Eira had woken several hours ago, and Phei knew the exact moment when it had stirred inside his soul, that familiar little presence rising from the deep restorative sleep she had fallen into after Anarctica.
Her waking up happened well before he ended up inside the Goddess, and even through everything happening around him after, Phei had felt Eira wake as clearly but he simply had not made any conscious effort to go check on her.
'Which admittedly sounds considerably worse when phrased that way.'
