The Empire of Reimia (3)

Linnea watched the scene unfolding before her with her jaw hanging open. This was definitely not something she expected from Ifeon. To say the least, it had been a rather eventful week. Nevertheless, despite all his newfound quirks, Ifeon clearly needed some support right now. After waiting a couple of minutes and pretending that she hadn't been hiding anywhere and observing anything, but rather just taking a stroll through the park and admiring the scenery, the Reimi cautiously approached the young man.
— Are you okay?