Two weeks after his injury, Jonny held perfectly still as Helen’s mana snaked its way through his body. It felt weird, and mildly uncomfortable to have someone else’s mana poking and prodding around inside him, but he knew it was just to help him. After about a minute, the mana retracted, and he let himself relax as Helen pulled away. He looked at her unreadable expression, worried she would give him bad news, but when she finally spoke, it was only good.“Fully recovered.”“Yes! And what about–?”“Igrette will explain later,” said Helen, cutting him off. “Not here.”“Right. Sorry.”“I’ll be going now. I have some duties that I have been neglecting as of late. And Igrette.”“Yes?”“Be careful.”“Of course.”“I mean it.”Helen gave Igrette a very serious look before turning and walking out of the infirmary, leaving the other two alone. Igrette watched her leave, then turned to Jonny, raising an eyebrow.“Well?” she said. “What are you waiting for? Get dressed.”“Okay!”Ten minutes later, the two of them were stomping through the snow outside the fence, heading back toward the stone circle.“In light of your background, Helen and I talked, and we decided that we are indeed going to give you more freedom.”“Really?”“Did you expect (...)