Soma nodded, though he honestly didn't need the aid quite as much as a normal person would. "If fould be fide ib a mibute ebyway," he said, holding his nose to contain the bleeding. "I heal quick."

Of course, he was already exhausted, so every little bit he didn't have to do himself was a blessing.

True to his word, it didn't take long, or even all that much of Celestia's power; the washover from her healing of Ziva would have been plenty to set it right, and more direct attention only accelerated the process.