Kintla Flatlands Now and at the hour of our death, amen

If Blue or Junior wants to wrap this up, I don't need 3 ^^

While Dante hadn't forgotten the previous night, he had dismissed it as a spell of temporary, fever-induced insanity and didn't dwell on it. No one had been hurt (well, mostly) and it seemed the old Junior was back once more. Dante was supremely glad for that. Hyper-aggressive Junior was not someone he wanted to meet again.

Nodding in agreement, he positioned himself on her other side, ready to assist and take some of her weight on. "Welcome back," he said, extremely relieved that she was showing signs of improvement. She'd scared the hell out of him.