The boy looked around in utter shock and confusion. What was with the smoke and fire? The town didn't seem to be burning down, so that at least was good. But just what had happened while he was drunk and or unconscious? Of all the ways there were to make a person uncomfortable, having them wake up, confused, on a roof top in the midst of some sort of crisis was an extremely effective option.<br/><br/>After gazing at the town around him for a moment Kosuke became aware that he was not alone on the roof top. Mr. Crowley was lying next to him. He must have been in some sort of fight, or accident, or something, because he had a rather nasty wound on his forehead. Immediately, the healer in him jumped into action. With this sort of injury, he saw the best option for effective healing to be a healing spell. With his focus and sobriety returned to him, the task at hand seemed simpler than standing was a while ago. He crossed his hands over each other and held them over the wound. A warm white light abruptly sprung forth and enveloped the wound.<br/><br/>He continued this way for but a few minutes. The common man might see it as a miracle, how the wound disappeared before their eyes. With something like this, there wouldn't even be a scar left over after the healer was done. He expected the soldier to quickly come back to his senses after being healed, and prepared to question him. He needed someone to tell him what had happened in the past... however long he'd been drunk or sleeping.