This Is My Cherished Master, Can You Believe It?

"Quinlan…?" Aurora questions once she finally somewhat wakes from her daze.

I don't have any points to bring up in my defense so I decide to just pretend that I can't hear her for now.

"This is my cherished master, can you believe it?" Ayame asks, seemingly quickly finding a new friend in the form of the plump alchemist.

Aurora gasps after a few muted seconds and asks; 'wait, does he also-" 

"He wouldn't dare."

"I see…"

Meanwhile the two observers discuss things among themselves Blossom climbs onto my laid down form and turns her body around to show me my handiwork as she accusatorily shakes her butt in my face. "Look, Master! Look what you've done! Luna thought she was a good girl now?!"

Wow, I can even see the crevices of my palm imprinted onto her delicate skin… 

I can't help but chuckle jovially at her adorable antics. "That you are. I have a way to heal you, please allow me."