[It probably would be one hell of a story, if he ever shared it. Not entirely sure if he's allowed, but it would be something.]

So this is rare for you as well?

[The shared spaces. She had thought so, considering that even back home, after all this time, they still kept things well divided.

It was when he comments again, that she realised she was holding him back. She was sore after the battle, muscles still strained from controlling so much mana at once, which again makes her miss her old body. However, he's still injured. New wounds on top of old ones. And his missing arm. That she is not worried about, but rather if it hurts. Waking up old pains in new battles.]

A little bit. My muscles are tired. I must be holding you up, no? I have some mana left too, if you'd like me to try to heal some of your wounds.