[ Not all wounds are visible and not all can be healed by magic, unfortunately. Himeka is certain that Dokja is carrying some invisible wounds from his last ordeal and, not having experience with being reborn on Horos, she can only imagine how harrowing that process must be. Estinien had felt weak and not like himself. How long ago had Dokja regenerated? How heavy do the events that lead up to it weigh on him?

The apology gives air to some of his concerns. Himeka looks up from where some of the older bruises are finally fading, trying to catch the dark-haired man's gaze. Her own is open as it usually is and she can only shake her head with a soft smile. ]

...We always knew we'd see you again, someway or another. You came at just the right time.

[ She turns to her new companion then, nodding as he calls her by her name. ]

It's nice to meet you, Anduin. Thank you for all you've done for some complete strangers.

[ She casts a glance to Abel and the others, knowing that the warmth she feels in her chest is not just from Anduin's magicks. ]

Y-Yes, they're...

[ She turns back to look at her feet and extends them out a little--they ache still, freshly burnt, but the progress of the wound has since stopped. ]

Well, I've still got them and that's what matters, right?