Healing

When he once again came to his senses and started hearing faint noises and recognizing light through his closed eyelids, he felt as weak as a leave being swayed by the wind. He didn't know if he'd ever manage to move his body while having no energy at all. Even the task of opening his eyes was so exhausting and overbearing to him.

"Mmmm..."

"Ah?" as if responding to his groan, he heard a low surprised gasp. "Are you awake?" a soft hand gently caressed his cheek.

"Mmmm..." 

He opened his eyes and a familiar scene entered his view. He was inside a room barely lit by a faint light. He was lying down and beside him sat a man with gorgeous red hair, leaning close to him and examining his face with a frown on his brows. 

"Do you have pain?"

"Mm!" the kid closed and opened his eyes as a positive answer. 

"Can you breath properly?"

"Mm!"

"Can you sense your limbs?"

"Mm!"

"Sigh!"