In the next few moments, Fatima poked on my abdomen removing a bullet before patching me up with care. She blew a kiss on the would and commanded it to heal faster. What she didn't notice was that after she closed the wound, it took only a few seconds before it healed completely, not even a scratch remained.
Lilith approached with the others at this moment when Fatima was helping me onto my feet. She looked concerned and asked what had happened. In the next second, she asked if Fatima was helping in the other way.
I wondered where she had her brain to be thinking of such shameful actions. Not to say that we were around so many people who have been keeping a low profile for almost a year because of the mission.
"I was patching him up." Fatima explained as Lilith facial expressions dropped. "Be a little mature, it was just a scratch."