"Whatever name you prefer... you'll always be Phthonos to me, Zelos. And you should let those wings loose occasionally... but I could be biased, there." She did like a god with wings... she couldn't help it.
She tied off the last of her stitches and leaned forward, placing a chastely maternal kiss on the last wound before leaning back, hands behind her on the matrwess to support her reclining weight. "There... I've fixed all your boo-boos. You'll be good as new in no time. I don't knowwhat to tell you about your mother, really... I understand protection, but I also try not to get too involved in the live of my kids. I suppose everyone looks at it differently. I can say with all sincerity I hope our agreement doesn't cause you any rift with her... I harbor little ill will towards her."
"Soon, everything will be back to normal, and we'll see where it goes from there..."