Eva, moving slowly due to her lingering injuries, made her way to the bathroom.
She carefully slipped out of her wet clothes and, with a sense of renewed energy and a touch of gratitude, put on the sky-blue dress Akuna had provided.
Despite her physical discomfort, she couldn't help but appreciate the thoughtfulness of the gesture, and the dress felt both comfortable and elegant against her skin.
Akuna's words continued to echo in Eva's mind as she stood in the bathroom, gazing at her reflection in the mirror.
The idea of losing Xylon weighed heavily on her, and it was a fear she couldn't easily shake.
Her injuries were a constant reminder of the danger she had faced, and she knew that venturing into the abyss had its risks.
Eva took a deep breath, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of her injuries through the dress.
She knew she had to find a way to communicate with Xylon, to bridge the gap that had formed between them.
