"Yes, you are in the church."
Meow asked her, "Which... church?"
Meow felt scared inside, fearing she was still in the church of that small town.
The nun smiled and said, "You are now in Florence, don't be afraid, everything is over."
Upon hearing that, Meow felt instant relief; Florence, a beautiful, enchanting city full of artistic ambiance. That's wonderful...
"Then, what is the name of the priest who rescued me?"
"You can call him Father Arno, just like everyone else."
Meow nodded.
...
Meow didn't have any injuries, just some scrapes on her feet. She had caught a cold in the rain that night, combined with previous wounds that hadn't fully healed, leaving her weak, which caused a fever.
After the fever subsided, a few days of rest made her almost completely recover.
During these few days, Meow rarely saw Father Arno; Sister Nicole was the one taking care of her.
