My little sister can't be this cute

A few hours later after the alcohol had worn off Reima gets up from where he's sitting and goes to check on Queliina, Quelaag is huddled next to her to comfort her while she rests as he walks up.

He looks over her and inspects the previously rotting spider that acts as Queliina's lower half... The scales have overtaken it but the joints look fine so she should still be capable of movement.

Quelaag pushes another humanity into her chest to help her recovery... Reima was intrigued when he found out about humanities property to increase the bodies strength, while they were waiting had had discussed it with Quelaag who told of it's wondrous effect while also warning about abusing it... She mentioned Oolacile when she spoke of overusing humanity, while from what Reima understands Oolacile most of the troubles the land experienced were due to Manus going beserk and trying to reclaim his pendant. But even through that event, humanity still played a large part to it's destruction due to being part of the original dark soul.

Reima had actually experimented on creatures using humanity, he infused humanity into a small spider to see it's effects... Needless to say, humanity is about as bad as chaos when it comes to mutating things... It started turning the spider pure black as it oozed an equally black liquid, it grew eyes all over it's body while it's size started to grow at an unprecedented rate. After killing the creature and reclaiming the humanity almost all ideas on using humanity to augment his strength was gone.

While Reima waited for the fair lady to recover he practised using the combustion pyromancies so he could eventually use the great chaos fireball. Einyi who seemed to still have a hangover also taught him fire-stream, a flame thrower like spell that's not too dis-similar to his Igni sign.

Quelaag eventually looked over to him and smiled through her tearful eyes, it seems she believes her sister will recover... "Sir Ludvig, you have helped us in ways you know not... For centuries has my sister been ill, for centuries I've had to hunt innocent undead to soothe her pain... You've done in a few days what I could not in centuries, for that I thank you." She bows deeply to him and Eingyi soon follows.

Reima "Don't think about it too much... I'd help anyone in your situation." he smiles at her.

She shakes her head "It may be the case, but regardless I wish to reward you... While I'd rather do this is a more... Private spot, I have no wish to leave my sister. Come closer." She's giving off serious Dere-dere vibes right now... Is it safe to approach without protection?

Keeping his thoughts to himself he walks towards Quelaag and looks into her vibrant red coloured eyes, she puts her hands on her chest and slowly draws out a large dark red coloured flame and hold it in-front of herself. He can feel the heat emanating from it and almost backs away it it's intensity, she runs a hand over it and separates a small amount before looking at him. "Present your flame."

He draws his flame out and reveals the small bright flame and holds it out to her... She pushes the small shard of her flame into it causing them both to shudder, the sensation is peculiar... It feels like shaking hands, duelling tongues and having a in-depth conversation all at once... His flame starts taking on a similar dark red colour before expanding to a slightly smaller size to Quelaag's flame... It's difficult to control but with the six straight days of almost constant pyromancy training he manages to restrain it.

Solaire and Eingyi watch from the side as this happens and Eingyi is describing to Solaire the significance of sharing a flame, just as a bonfire is the manifestation of a fire-keepers soul, the same can be said for pyromancy flames for pyromancers... Sharing souls is not something to be taken lightly, they watch as the Reima's flame mixes and changes colour and blushes form on both Quelaag and Reima's faces.

Reima feels like he's drawing knowledge from Quelaag's flame, various topics on pyromancies, family and Izalith before it's destruction... On Quelana...

??? "Br-Brother...?"

A small voice is heard from the side which causes both Quelaag and himself to turn towards it.

Queliina is holding her slightly scaled hand towards him as she repeats her words, "Brother"...

He holds her hand gently as she gives a small smile at the contact, it almost makes his heart melt at how cute she is.

Reima "I'm here... Sis"

Quelaag smiles at their interaction as she continues to comfort her sister... The sharing of her flame wasn't just an experience for Reima... It was the first time she'd ever done such a thing, if this was before the destruction of Izalith her mother would be calling for a wedding as soon as possible, that's how intimate such an act was. For now, thanking him as her sisters saviour is enough... As if he'd want to marry someone with such a form?