"I- I had to do it, it was the only way!"
"I used to get headaches Fey, little headaches every day, now I wake up in the morning and I feel fucking great! Don't you know what that means?"
"No?"
"Something in my head has been changed! I'm not me any more!"
"No! You are you! I promise!
Ellaria shook her head. "I looked in a mirror, I'm fucking beatiful Fey, I was the least pretty one in my family, I never cared for that stuff, I am an adventurer, looks don't matter, but now I look like some kind of pretty princess! I'm the best looking elf I've ever seen! That's not me! I'm not so godsdamned pretty! I burn things alive and kick monsters asses! I'm not some pampered pretty fucking high society elf noble!"
"It was the only way… you… you almost died Ella…"
Ellaria stared at her, not understanding.
"When that goblin got you, it, it was bad, beyond bad, you were… broken, all of you was broken, you, in every way that is practical were dead Ella, your soul was barely there. I- I had to do something extreme to bring you back, I had to use my Limit Break, it was the last resort."
"…You leveled up enough to get a Limit Break?"
Fey nodded glumly.
"I didn't know it would do all that too! I'm sorry Ella, it needed to be a healing spell more powerful than anything I had ever done before, you were barely there, your body was cold and- and-"
Fey's lip trembled as she spoke and her throat tightened making it difficult to speak.
"Oh stop being such a twat El," said Flora appearing around the tent.
The gnome looked significantly better than yesterday, her dark ringed eyes were no longer dark or ringed and she looked relatively fresh, perhaps even a little radiant, her skin slightly flushed, although that wasn't that surprising considering how the shortstack gnome's breasts were constantly leaking these days, a constant damp patch on her blouse.
Her breasts did seem a little larger than the day before, which was expected considering how much milk the gnome was producing, what was more surprising was that her belly had increased in size slightly despite her not having been fucked by Fey recently.
She had regained a lot of her magic too, the gnome floated above the ground comfortably, with her Class no longer strained to breaking point and suffering magical backlash she was able to rebuild some of her mana, and actually use said mana.
Ellaria scowled at her.
"You don't know what it's like Flora, I'm, I'm questioning if I'm still me anymore, what if Fey's unique limit break, whatever it was, 'healed' my mind, does that make me me any more? Am I Ellaria De'loquint or am I someone else now? I don't know."
"I think you should be grateful to just be alive, you were dead without what Fey did."
"Uhm, I can only know what my class suggests, but I don't think it changed who you are Ella, it just perfected any physical flaws…"
"But I am my flaws! The scar on my foot from when I stepped on a nail when I was twelve, my birthmark, my physical appearance! Would my own mother even recognise me if she glanced my way in a crowd? And what about what it did to my head? I don't get headaches now! What if I never get headaches again?"
"No headaches ever again? Say, Fey, you got another of those Limit Breaks handy? I wouldn't mind a spin at being physically perfected aye?"
Ellaria turned on the gnome.
"It's not a joke you stupid ankle biter! It's deadly serious. Why can't you take anything seriously! You're such a little asshole who thinks everything just revolves around you and nothing else! Why don't you just leave if you can't stand to be with the band so much?!"
Flora blinked at the outburst, taken by surprise by the verbal onslaught. Her shoulders slumped slightly and a look of dismay momentarily crossed her face before she hardened her heart.
She pointed an accusing finger at the elf.
"Who the hell do you think it was who killed the hobgoblin? I did! I killed the hobgoblin! Vivi got sent into the sky, Fey here got sent rolling, and the hobgoblin made a clown out of you Ella, It was only me, ME who managed to stop it, if it weren't for me and my skills everyone of us would be dead! You would be a drowned corpse in the forest, Vivi would me a boneless meatsack having hit the ground like a brick, and Fey here would have- she would have died too somehow! And- and what the hell do you mean I don't care? When I saw you like that, when you were so still and- and- b-broken. I cried for you Ella, and I don't cry for anyone. Now you're going to be godsdamned grateful to be alive and breathing and even able to have this conversation with Fey. No, you aren't a different Ella, you're the same goddam stubborn, arrogant elvish asshole who has a disturbing enthusiasm for arson and setting people on fire."
"But-"