"Really?"
Rosalina's eyes settled on the petite green-haired girl, who was still trembling beneath her gaze. The timid healer instinctively shrank her shoulders, her fingers nervously clutching the hem of her robe as though trying to gather enough courage to speak.
"Y-Yes..." Sylviana stammered, swallowing hard. "I-I can heal Sir Julius."
Her voice shook with every word, barely louder than a whisper, yet the determination hidden beneath her nervousness was unmistakable.
Rosalina slowly turned her head toward Leon, silently asking whether the girl truly possessed such ability. Leon simply met her gaze and gave a firm nod.
Without another word, the tension on Rosalina's face melted away. For the first time since they had entered the shelter, a warm, genuine smile bloomed across her face.
"That's wonderful."
