The Aurors gave solemn, but slightly relieved nods before attending to their fellows and walked towards the DMLE Spire. The three of us watched them walk away, allowing others to use the station. Noticing that Amelia was still having problems healing her wound, I walked up to her and held up my hand. She noticed the gesture and nodded. Hovering my hand over her injury, I healed wounds. They were a bit resistant, one I can only assume because of death magic, but with enough magic they closed fully. The tension that I didn’t fully realize seemed to eb from her face. "Thank you," she said after a moment of silence.