"There's no need to thank me for speaking the truth." His arms still embracing the Divine Knight, the rush of energy combat always brought slowly left him as he placed his hands on top of hers. Without a single word, a soft ivory energy covered his hands and were swiftly transferred to the brown-haired woman's body. The few wounds she managed to take during that sparring session were soon healed, courtesy of a Cure. Once the healing magic faded, he still didn't feel any great hurry to seperate himself from Meliadoul, so his hands remained where they were.