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Mayu gulped, nodding. She had caught her breath enough so that she didn't need a support any more, though kept one hand on the side of the wall as she made her way down the room quickly and outside the large doors where a nun led her away quickly from the building, anticipating what was going to happen. She joined the man with the bleeding leg and the still hyperventilating priest shortly, leaning against a tree as she watched the cathedral from far away.

"Idiot," she muttered, though her face was frozen in a frown, anxious to see the outcome of the fight. She crossed her fingers that Demare would make it out okay, though was a bit afraid to watch to see who would emerge from the doors of the cathedral before the imminent collapse.

Mayu had her hands over her eyes, not wanting to watch the collapse of the cathedral in fear of who would make it out alive. A nun tapped her on the shoulder gently, and she opened up a small slit between her fingers, eyes tentatively searching the entrance.

Seeing Demare out safe and sound, Mayu pushed herself up, first stumbling forward and then breaking out into a full run, pushing back the nuns who tried to stop her. She dropped to her knees once she reached the boy, running a hand through his hair as she looked down at him from above.

"...Are you hungry?" she asked, looking up to the sky which was gradually becoming darker as the sun slipped farther and farther away. The moon shone bright overhead, and streetlights were beginning to flicker on as onlookers gathered to view the damage.

"Yeah, let's rest," Mayu sighed, "and then let's get some dinner. I'm hungry too."

She moved her hand from his hair to grab hold of his hand, noticing the bandages around her arms which he had wrapped before. She slipped her hand out of his for a moment, moving quickly to unwrap the clean bandages. Within a minute or two, she had a large pile of unwrapped bandages on her lap, and she waved over a nun to help as she messily rewrapped the bandages around the large wound on his chest.

"I think that should do it," she said, "but there's none left for your arm."

Mayu nodded, then looked to her hand. Small red dots of blood had appeared on the bandages, growing slowly as the cut continued to bleed, but at a much slower pace.

"It's fine," she said, nodding to reassure him. "I don't think any pieces of glass would have gotten in the cut either, so it's fine."

The sounds of ambulance sirens could be heard in the distance, after being phoned by several bystanders who had noticed the injured people resting near the now-collapsed cathedral. The white vehicle slowly pulled up near the grassy area, medics coming out with emergency kits to treat all who were injured.

"Perfect timing," Mayu muttered, watching the men in white wheel away the acolyte. Another approached to inspect Demare's wounds, a roll of bandages and disinfectants already in hand.

Mayu watched for a moment, face drenched in worry. She nodded at his words, knowing that he would have at least some good reason for not accepting medical help even though it looked as though he desperately needed it.

"Please go away," she said, looking up to the paramedics who were approaching. "He's fine. We don't need any more treatment..."

"Are you insane, miss?"

The men in white gawked at her for a moment in disbelief, continuing to approach the children.

"You both are visibly wounded, and your friend here needs treatment the most out of all the injured people."

One man moved over to examine Demare's wounds, and another to look at Mayu's hand.

"Please go away!" the girl exclaimed, moving back from Demare slightly to hop up in place, knocking back the man who had been examining the cut on her hand. "We're fine, we don't need any more treatment."

The paramedics grumbled a bit, finally deciding to back off. They would get an earful from the hospital director for leaving two kids like that, but it couldn't be helped if they kept denying treatment in a forceful fashion like the girl had done. They walked slowly back to their car, where the acolyte had already been wheeled in.

Idly, Mayu wondered if that was really a wise thing to do. She looked down to Demare once more, giving a small nod before sitting back down besides him.

"They're gone now," she said, watching the vehicle roll off towards the hospital. "So what do we do?"

"My hand will be fine," Mayu laughed, "It's you I'm more worried about."

Her smile fell slightly, watching the clergymen in the near distance beginning to rise to assess the damage done to the cathedral. The onlookers behind the large wrought-iron gates which enclosed the area of the holy building had begun to scatter, getting quite bored after the initial excitement of seeing the building collapse.

"But it's kind of fun, isn't it?" the child mused, still staring off into the distance. "Being well all the time is just... boring."

A firefly flittered past, touching Mayu's nose before flying off again. More followed, slightly illuminating the night sky with their gentle glow.

"The fireflies are out again," Mayu laughed, thinking back to the night of their first meeting. Yes, if it wasn't for the trouble they encountered so often, their meetings wouldn't have been nearly as fun.

"We always manage to work things out somehow, don't we?"

Mayu wrinkled her nose as another firefly landed upon it, resting for a moment before flying off again. She reached up one hand to swat at them gently, laughing as she fell back into the grass to watch them flutter above her.

She blushed, looking over to Demare. "That sounds nice," she replied, followed by a low gurgle from her stomach. "...though I think my body wants some food first." She laughed again, resting her head upon her arms as she watched the glowing insects streak across the sky.