[Naoto frowns at that point. It might have been hard to see in the limited light and clothing being dark. But there was several holes, marks where attacks from the monsters had connected. Blood drying on one cheek.

But a vast majority of the wounds? They were gone. If it weren't for the blood, rips and feeling the injuries at the time, Naoto wouldn't have known.

Her right arm still had a cut where claws had gotten her though the bleeding stopped the moment the light reached her. Gingerly, her left hand went to it. Toying with the ends of her torn sleeve.]

I was as well. Though something else feels off..?

[Her arm and back really itched...]