"Are you sure you aren't hurt, dear?" Elina patted Solus' arms, chest, and then face in search of injuries or malnutrition.
"Yes, Mom. I was away for one night, not a month!" Back when she was trapped inside her ring and watched Lith undergoing Elina's check-ups, she found them wholesome.
'I stand corrected.' Solus thought. 'Having a loving Mom is not wholesome, it's the best.'
After Lith was done with Elysia, Elina checked him up as well, earning an eye roll.
"Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, young man. You've put your life into danger and as your mother, I have every right to be worried. If you don't like it, you can always change your career to something less dangerous."
"Mom, I'm a Magus. What am I supposed to do for a living? Write books?"
"Sounds like an idea." Elina nodded. "And teaching. You won't find undead assassins in a classroom of the White Griffon."
