Helios tasted cookies before, but this was something special. The smile on his face would not budge for anything. He could swear the cookies were charmed. He had to convince the nurse to bake him a batch sometime. Perhaps an injury worthy of paying her a visit. Hmm...

Self inflicted injuries aside, Helios stood by Eva, looking the girl over. "Gave me quite the scare. Looks like you will live, so do not try to do that again." He said, with his hand on the young woman's shoulder.

Was she really that squeemish about blood? Could she be that sheltered? Or had she seen enough spilt already in her lifetime? "I think we should retire to the common room. Perhaps I could make some tea to wash down these delicious cookies." The only time Helios ever feared blood was when it was on his hands, like crimson gloves.