Shui sighed and decided to go back to the material world since Flarea was there and was probably worried sick. Or mourning excessively. Or completely out of her mind. One of the three.
Flarea wept over Shui's body, still mourning over the death of her friend. She felt incomplete, like a part of her was missing. They have been through too much for Shui to just die on her. And yet... Flarea knew the cat was nearby, it did not bother her though. The cat was just there, not bothering her or trying to comfort her. The last thing she wanted was to be comforted.
Shui's body squirmed and Flarea jumped back. The red dragoness looked at her friend's body in worry. What was happening? The wound that killed her healed and her eyes opened. "What's with that face? You look like you've seen a ghost. And yes, I used that cliche line."
Flarea stared at Shui, dumbstruck. What could she say? "I, you're, what, who, how are you alive?!"
Shui shrugged. "Doesn't really matter."
Flarea snorted, not liking Shui's answer. "Listen, if you're not going to tell me how then we should head to Eli's ship." Maybe he can get it out of you.
Shui shrugged, letting Flarea chose everything for their last full day together in a long time.