Her face flashed with surprise when he mentioned the kiss, mostly because she did not think he would remark upon it again.  In fact, Lana kept expecting him to push her away, either with words or physically, and he continued to do the opposite.  His moves were still slow, tentative in nature, but they were moves that brought them closer together.  She shook her head and her soft curls bustled at the motion of the gesture.  "You don't need to apologize, I--Ellion I missed you as well.  I am still missing you.  The kiss was welcome."  She said, her voice smooth and sweet like honey.<br/><br/>"Hold still and try to clear your mind.  It'll help."  She instructed as she brought her hands to either side of his skull.  Before she could even enact the first spell she felt the turmoil within him.  It made her want to go back to the tower and demand justice from Knight-Commander Korbin.  Those idiots likely thought they were saving Ellion from a worse fate, but she knew what lyrium addiction could do to Templars.  She had seen the shakes and shivers of those that tried to free themselves from its hold.  Ellion was still a long way off from enduring those kinds of pain, but he had also had a distinctly higher dose than most Templars.<br/><br/>"Close your eyes."  A faint green glow began to emerge from her palms.  She started with a cleansing spell, one that should, in theory, clear his mind of any painful thoughts that wished to arise at the current moment.  It would stay with him through the night, a barrier against intrusive and dark memories.  Once that spell was complete, she began to chant to conjure the second.  This one was intended to heal this mind and bring him tranquility.  Rest and rejuvenation.  Lana poured every last bit of her mana into that part of the spell, until she found herself just as sleepy as he likely felt.  She finished the chant and gently pulled herself away from him, substituting a lumpy pillow in her place.<br/><br/>It was all she could do to stave off rest as she settled next to him.  Sleep claim his mind at any moment, so she leaned in, pressing her lips gently against his before slumber could fully take him.  "You are welcome to kiss me any time you wish to."  The words escaped her mouth in a choked whisper, both pain and gratitude evident in them.  Whatever she had lost in the last few years, she was grateful fate had brought him back to her.  Lana laid her head on his chest and slipped into the fade with no resistance.