"Ossa?!" Bel noticed Ossa's dark green flickering eyes amidst the darkness she found herself in, her eyes trying to adjust to it.
Her pupils dilated, adjusting to the darkness.
After less than half a minute of staring intently at the dark green eyes, her vision became a bit clearer. Still unable to see perfectly in the dark, she was able to slightly make out Ossa's skeletal frame.
"Ossa?!" She called out once again, now reaching out her hand to touch the skeleton's face. Ossa, in turn, pulled her hand closer, allowing the little girl to breach his wind coat and touch his skeletal face.
"Ossa!!" She smiled, now sure it was her Ossa. She quickly got up from Mystara's lap and tried to hug the skeleton, almost falling as her body was now light, a result of being comatose for so long.
Ossa supported her, holding her up. Gently, he pulled her into a hug."I am here," Ossa finally spoke, his voice barely a whisper, holding both joy and sadness.
