Remi POV.
"Little hero."
Abel's arms were already open. I walked straight into them.
He caught me properly. Both arms. The kind of hug that meant someone had been worried and wasn't going to admit it.
"Still have both hands?" he said into my hair.
"Count them."
He pulled back. Checked. "Two. Good." Then he looked harder. At my face. At my general. State.
"You're glowing," he said.
"I'm not—"
"You absolutely are. That specific kind of glow." He tilted his head. "I wonder whose handiwork that is."
"Abel—"
"My brother works fast. I'll give him that."
My face went completely on fire.
He is GLOWING too, Parrot noted. Look at his face. He knows EXACTLY what happened and he's delighted.
"Damon." I turned. Desperate for a subject change. "You look well. Considering Kade said you wen
