Panel 1: The healing room glows with soft, warm light as she sits on a cushioned bench, her robes...

Panel 1: The healing room glows with soft, warm light as she sits on a cushioned bench, her robes slightly ruffled and hair still tousled from the duel. Anxiety shows on her face, and she glances sideways, unsure if he will stay or leave. Panel 2: He sits beside her, a mixture of guilt and awkwardness in his expression. His hands hover slightly over his wand as if unsure whether to gesture or remain still, revealing that even rivals can feel care. Panel 3: Slowly, the rigid wall of hatred betw