Daisy

"Done!" Daisy declared, showing Aurora's newly grown arm.

"Amazing." Aurora gasped, standing up and flexing her hand and fingers. "I didn't think you would actually grow my hand back."

"Oh, come on. This is nothing for us." She said, proudly. "We can cure anything except bring the dead back to life."

"You're incredible." Aurora swung her hands freely. "And I don't feel any pain either."

"It's just like hair after you cut it. So it won't feel like a prosthetic arm would." She leaned against the fountain and stared up at the sky. A soft breeze came through the leaves like a whistle.

"You've improved so much." Aurora sat down beside her pride written all over her face at how much Daisy has grown from when she first met her.

"It's because you gave me the chance to do this. If it wasn't for you … Well, we wouldn't be here. Not me or the Garden." She turned to Aurora, "Have I ever thanked you for that?"