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[It's really a wonder that a lung had not collapsed when his ribs had been damaged so much, but his breathing had been labored for awhile because of his wounds. The Filial magic brings with it a soothing, comforting sensation, but whatever warmth given off is minimal. It's still better than nothing though, and it rouses him from his restless state of almost-slumber.]

Mia...?

[How many times has he said her name now in this rather short period of time? In another setting, it may have been worth commenting on.]

Any luck?