"How's your arm?"
Akiol swung it about, it was finally released from the prison known as a cast. Gently flexing his muscles he answered, "It's going to need some careful rebuilding, but it's usable."
Yielya nodded, "Don't go doing that again, if you end up breaking the bones like that you could lose your arm."
"Yes ma'am!"
Rolling her eyes Yielya changed the subject, "How goes the training with those two?"
"They're ready, there's nothing else I could teach them. At this point they just need to get used to adapting. Though Torch's training room was really good. I almost considered using it myself. What about your little conflict with Dot?"
"It's become a major waiting game. I think he believes that I will back down soon. Surely he will recognize that the only one who lacks time is him."
"So you're just lazing about?"
"You wish, I've been growing accustomed to Holy Energy in my spare time. I can almost use it as proficiently as the Angels."
"If it isn't the prodigy."
