Finally. Reimi lets out a breath of relief as she watches the smoke dissipate, brushing some of the debris the beast had kicked up off her clothes. That had been a close call in some parts, but the end result was uniquely satisfying.

Her injury had completely escaped from her mind after the initial pain, lost in the adrenaline of the fight. When Kit rushes over to inspect the damage, a brief look of bafflement crosses her face. What could have him looking so concerned?

"My cheek..?" A hand rises up to brush her face; when it comes away with the palm covered in blood, realization blooms. "Oh! I'd totally forgotten about that."

It was a good thing that she wasn't an exception to her own healing spells the way Josuke was at home. Her fingers glow lightly as she runs them gently across the length of the cut. When they pull away the injury has already closed up, well on the way to healing. She wonders idly if it would scar, but the thought doesn't linger for long.

"What about you?" Even as she continued speaking, Reimi's glowing hand extended outwards for her companion to take if he needed some healing of his own. "You really need to practice your teamwork, you know that?"