"Part of my training?" Perdita quizzed, blinking in surprise. "What training?"
"Ah, Perdita, don't tell you now have a short memory," Sthena remarked, pinching his forehead dramatically.
"What?" Perdita's lips pursed in displeasure. "So that was the reason you said today was going to be a busy day and gave me blood to drink."
"Mmhmm," He hummed in reply, taking hold of Perdita's palm to press on the red patches to have them vanish like they were never there before.
"You have the ability to heal!" Astonished, Perdita exclaimed looking at her healed palm and then back at Sthena, mentally counting how many abilities she had witnessed Sthena perform.
"One of my many abilities on my fingertip," He smiled and added in a warning tone, "Just to warn you, some injuries which might be inflicted upon you whether by yourself or other people might take time to heal. Just like this one."