He smiled apologetically, "my bad sorry, I didn't realise."
Levi propped himself against the marble stone wall, he was still weak but at least the warmth in his body was returning. He couldn't believe how close he was to dying.
A little annoying reminder to him that he was still very much weak, the words of the Saint system echoed in his mind. 'The world you're going to is very dangerous.'
He hadn't taken those words lightly but never took them to heart either since death threatening encounters were very few, in fact this was his first one.
Levi took out a healing potion as an apology for almost draining Valerie dry, "Conor." He called out and nodded to his hand.
Conor took the potion understanding his intentions and gave it to the girl. She seemed skeptical about it at first but remembered his brother drank the same kind of liquid which healed him instantaneously.
He cleared his throat, "sorry and thank you." He was barely audible as he said.
