"Oh dear, you may need the bandages after all. Worry not, I will make sure to have fresh cloth on hand for your poor eyes. It is troubling, you just now leak blood as though other fluids have been replaced. I hope my ministration was not incorrect..." Abysa sighs worriedly.

"Either way, your body shall mend. I will see to it, both consciously and not. We are joined through our bond, through our spirits! Your being shall regenerate and be nourished at a quicker rate than before... I suppose I should make sure i have enough medicine for myself. Or perhaps, I should prepare a ritual for a special blessing?" The priest snaps out of his thoughts as the blood continues to stain Micolash's blindfold.

"Listen not to my rambling, dear Micolash. All will be well. Let me prepare some extra coverings for your ailing eyes! I will return shortly." He leans down to place one more peck on Micolash's head before gently moving the human from his lap to lay back down. He then lifts off of the bed to float on out.

"And where is that feline... I swear, one little scare and he does this..." The priest can be heard muttering as he exits.