The woman's expression became softer, "I did miss you, old friend. Now, we'll have the chance to catch up later. Why don't you start by telling me about my son?" Her eyes, a vivid green, bore into his with an intensity that seemed almost otherworldly. It was almost as if they were glowing.
But I couldn't rest yet. My eyes darted to the gravity woman, still injured with her face contorted in pain. I started to make my way towards her, my steps slow and unsteady.