"Fucking piece of shit..." The man that had been causing a mess in the restaurant slowly walked away, slightly turning his head to glare at Foster as he left, his posse following right behind him. Most people in the restaurant hadn't seen what Foster did to make them leave, but there were a few that noticed the flower rot away, making them quite nervous as they watched him just stand there now. In the end, even if necromancy was legal, it was still a sort of sinister magic that was clearly frowned upon.
"Are you alright?" Ignoring all those people, Foster looked at the young woman that had fallen over before, and she slowly nodded her head, "Yeah I- I'm fine..." She replied, before turning her head to look at Silvia, glancing from her to Foster and back a few times, "Really, thank you so much for your help... and for healing the cuts as well..."
