Nani and Wrath limped into their room covered in wounds inflicted by the demons. Nani had her arm wrapped around her girlfriend's back as she walked. "Are you okay Ranza?" Nani asked as the silence between them stretched on and on like the desert they live in. "It's nothing I can't handle, love. I've been through much worse." Wrath replied with a small smile before a grimace fell across her face. "Let me help clean and close the wounds." Nani offered as she sat her girlfriend on the bed and left to find the medical kit.

Ograth had given them a good fight. They were lucky to survive today. When she came back, Wrath took off the shirt she was wearing, keeping her bra on so Nani could work on the wounds better. As she worked, she hummed a little tune to keep her mind from wandering into what-ifs and the like.