"Who...you really are?" Zia looked at me in confusion, but Izzi seemed to catch on quickly.
"No way," he gasped. "Are you really--"
"Should we go inside?" I looked at them, and then the nicely bright sky. "It's a good day for a picnic, but I think Izzi needs some warmth,"
Zia didn't reply, and Izzi just shrugged while shuddering, so I took the succubus's hand and pulled her back to the Tower with Izzi waddling behind us.
[What Master mean? Master is Master?] Jade chirped with the same confusion as Zia, while Ignis, just like Izzi, understood things to some extent.
"It has something to do with your soul, isn't it?" Ignis commented nonchalantly, and I could hear Zia gasp. The purple eyes pierced my torso, and I remembered she could also sense the shape of other's souls, just like Natha.
"You're...you're healed?" she gripped my hand. "You're not broken anymore?"
I smiled at her and kept on walking. "Yes, this has something to do with it."
