After lunch, I checked on Myra's arm, but that was just an excuse to give her and her sister some chocolate. "Alright Willow, you take good care of your sister. I'll see you again tonight."

"Thank you, mister Sorrel. I will." She mumbles around a mouthful of chocolate.

"Thank you again for everything." Her mother, Sophia bows low to me.

"I'm just doing what I can." I take her by the shoulders and lift her upright. "I'm just sorry it's taking so long to heal her all the way. Healers Martin and Elise are going to show me some proper healing spells. So, hopefully, I'll be of more use in the future."

"..." She opens her mouth to rebut my statement, but her husband puts his arm around her with a smile and a shake of his head. They then walk away with their girls in tow.

"Alright." I turn to Apricot and Amelia. "We've got a few hours to kill, do you want to go explore the city for a bit?"

"Could we explore the bedroom instead?" The blonde blushes furiously, but her voice doesn't falter. "I'm not going to be here tonight, and..."

"Oh, baby." Apricot and I sandwich her in a hug. "That sounds like a very good plan."

"Yeah, the city can always wait." Apricot grins and starts towing us upstairs.

After an afternoon of slow lovemaking, I snuggle up against Apricot while Amelia uses the toilet. "You know you don't have to stay with me just because of some nightmares. I'll be fine on my own for a night or two." I'm worried about their bond being stretched out, this will be the farthest they've been apart from each other.

"We'll be fine Sorrel." She rolls her eyes at my worry. "And besides, if I don't stay the night, you'll probably have Annette and Catrina fighting outside your door to see who gets to sneak in first."

"Hahaha." Amelia laughs at the pixie's quip from the bathroom door. "I'd like to see that. I can just imagine Catrina hissing at her while Anne just rolls her eyes. I can't believe she's actually deaf, she's able to follow conversations so well."

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure Apricot saw it right away, but when I got close I could tell she was using a bit of air magic. It's probably not enough to let her hear again, but she could easily tell what direction sound is coming from."

"Really?" Amelia's eyes widen a bit.

"Yup, Sorrel is spot on there." She peers at me. "And, his sensitivity to mana is getting eerily good. That girl has probably been casting that spell all day, every day, for years. And, it shows in how smoothly she can do so, but you were able to not only feel it out but decipher what it was doing."

"That was mostly an educated guess." I counter. "The spell was split into two parts to triangulate the sound just like our two ears do. And well, it just didn't 'feel' complex enough to grant true hearing." I shrug, not sure how to explain it any better than that.

"Even so, that was a very good catch." Apricot smiles up at me. "Anne is able to cast that one spell almost as smoothly as you can cast your nature spells. I've known actual Fae that might have missed that if they weren't looking for it."

"Well, I think 'if you're going to do something, do it as best you can'." I grin down at her.

"That's going to have to wait for later." Amelia chides us before we can start the next round. "It's almost dinner time, and you still have a little girl to heal. I want to make sure you're okay before I head home." She was worried about me exerting myself the whole time we were having sex, so I got to enjoy having her take charge.

"I'll be fine, I promise not to push myself any farther than I have before." I pull her down on top of us and kiss her on the forehead. "Though it might be worth it if you stayed around to play nurse."

"Don't even think about it." She growls, only to sigh a moment later. "Mom will kill me if I don't show up tonight. Now, let me up so we can get dressed."

"Your mom is just worried about you." I sit all three of us upright. "She hasn't seen you in months, and then you show up in a relationship with a couple of weirdoes like us."

"Speak for yourself plant boy." Apricot playfully swats my shoulder. "I'm perfectly normal for a pixie."

""Hehehehe."" Amelia and I start giggling at her indignant tone.

"Oh, shut up and hand me my skirt. And, help me with this damned thing." She's struggling to put her bra on. This just makes us laugh harder as we help the pixie dress herself. "Quit laughing." She whines. "These things are harder to use than they look."

"I put the clasp in front, I don't know to make it any easier to put on." I don't think I even fumbled as much when I was taking off my first bra as she does putting one on.

"You'll get used to it Sweetie." Amelia says while making sure Apricot's breasts are seated properly, for the third time.

"I'm not complaining." The pixie raises an eyebrow when Amelia starts playing with them again. "But I thought you said we were running out of time."

"Nnh, you're right." The blonde pouts and pulls away to get dressed herself. "I'm just going to miss our little pixie sandwich later."

"You do like cupping her breasts when we sleep." I say while buckling my belt. "Want me to make you a big plush animal to sleep with tonight? It might look a little weird with big boobs, but whatever."

"Yes to the stuffed animal, no to the boobs." She rolls her eyes but looks excited for her new toy. "Can you make it a bunny? I used to have a nice one until that stupid cat peed on my bed. I could never get the damned smell out after that."

It takes me a couple minutes, but she soon has a giant fuzzy white rabbit. I based the design off of one my sister used to have, but scaled up to a meter in height while sitting.

"Ahh, it's so cute." She picks it up and gives it a big hug before storing it away. "Thank you so much, now let's go heal up that poor little girl. Oh, you should make one for her and her sister too."

"You're so cute." I dart in and steal a kiss before opening the door to find Elise and Martin just about to knock. "Oh. Hello, we were just about to come look for you."

"Good." Martin nods and starts leading us to Myra. "We were hoping to scan you this time to see how the healing affects your body."

"That's fine. It shouldn't affect the healing any." We enter the room to see his apprentice Jana playing on the floor with the girls as their parents watch with amused smiles. Myra still has her arm in a sling, but doesn't seem to be in any discomfort. "Hi girls."

"Mister Sorrel!" They jump up and run over. "Can we have some more chocklit." They mispronounce the name, adorably.

"After dinner." I smile down at the two of them. "I'm here to do another round of healing, so hopefully you don't have to wear this thing anymore. But, before that." I hold up a finger. "I have a very important question. Which animal do you think looks the cuddliest?"

"Chicken!" Myra shouts immediately. "Willow says they're all grumpy butts, but they look so fluffy, and I just want to hug one. They always run away, though." Her cute little face falls.

"Chickens are grumpy butts." Willow asserts. "Our neighbors used to have this big ol' dog with floppy ears and the softest fur ever. It died though, they got a new one, but it's a grumpy butt too. It just likes to bark at everybody. won't even let me close enough to pet it."

"A chicken and a fluffy, floppy-eared dog?" They nod. "I think I can do that." Out comes the cotton again and quickly weaves itself into a large dog, and a hen with a clutch of chicks. "I hope you like them, Amelia said I should make you some toys."

""Thank you mister Sorrel, thank you, Miss Amelia."" They hug their new toys to their chests.

"Alright Myra, let’s get your arm seen to so you can play with them properly." I guide her over to the couch we used this morning. "Just lie down and relax, okay." She just nods while cuddling the chicken with her free arm.

"I shouldn't be surprised after watching you cook." Elise chimes in. "But, that was a neat bit of magic."

"I've gotten a lot of practice making clothes lately." I wave my hand at mine and the girls' outfits. "Alright, I'm going to start now Myra."

"Thank you." She whispers while hugging the chicken as tight as she can.

The bandages fall away, and the salve evaporates into the aether. And, I can feel the three healers' magic plumbing my body as the healing sap coats the little girl's arm. I lose myself in the magic again, focusing on nothing but restoring Myra's skin to a pristine state.

All too soon, I find myself toeing that line again. I'm tempted to keep going, to clear up those last few burns. But, I pull back. Knowing full well that I have a deaf girl to heal tomorrow, and that I can touch up these small marks in the morning.

"Okay." I sit back on my heels to catch my breath. "There's a couple marks left, but I'll get to them tomorrow. You just need a small bandage to get through the night, no more sling."

"Oh! Thank you so much." Sophia drops to her knees and cries while stroking her daughter's nearly healed arm. The little girl now looks like she only had a few sparks pop out of a fire onto her arm.

"Mamma, you're crying all over Missus Clucky." Myra tries to extricate herself and Missus Clucky from her mother's grasp.

"It's alright Sophie." William pulls his wife into his arms and lets her cry on his chest. "She's alright now, Myra's fine now." Tears start leaking from his eyes as he tries to comfort his wife.