[ Her hands squeeze his once more. A gentle look takes her face. No, it's most certainly not their first meeting. They have met again and again through lives by design. Bound together in hopes of finding the other in their next lives.

He smiles and her heart pounds. ]

I would say you have nothing to make up for, but I can see it will be a losing battle. [ She instead smiles at him. They will need to work to heal one another from the wound of her death. Simply being alive can't heal the damage done. ] You do not need to repay me. Allowing me to even heal or care for you again is more than enough. More than I thought...

[ That I would ever be able to do again.

A hand hesitantly reaches over to rest on top of his head. The other places his down in order to hover above his wound. ]

May I begin? It... it may be very uncomfortable.