Parasoul had never considered herself one to drink (rulers tended to be better off sober after all), but tonight seemed like a good night to break a few rules. The Skull Girl was intent on destroying the city and taking the rest of the world down with it. What harm would one glass of red wine do?

As she walked, her head spun and she had to lean against the wall for support.

One glass couldn't make her any worse.

"You look awful," Valentine said.

"But I made sure to put makeup on this morning." She held her arms out in a weak attempt to steady herself.

Valentine rolled her eyes. "I meant that you look to be in pretty bad shape, princess." She reached out and grabbed Parasoul's arm, pulling her closer to her. "Believe me, if anyone else saw you they would say the same thing, trained medical professional or not."

"Fine, I get it."

Still, there were soldiers who looked even worse than her. The Skull Girl may have appeared young, but she clearly knew what power she held and what she could do with it. Besides, Parasoul would be out the next day; she would probably just end up looking worse.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the hall. Before either women could make another step, Umbrella came skipping down the hall, her pigtails flying. Were it not for Valentine pulling her over then Parasoul was sure that her little sister would have knocked her over.

"Big sis!" Umbrella threw her hands in the air. "You're back!"

Parasoul had to keep herself from frowning; her sister shouldn't even have had to say that. But then again, Valentine hadn't even known if she would be able to treat her earlier; how could her own sister know for sure if she would make it back?

"I am." She looked over to Valentine quickly, and then back to her sister. "Someone sure looks excited to see me."

Umbrella grinned. "I saw you on the news!" She began to punch and kick at the air. "You were so cool! You just saw some bad guys and started attacking them, letting them know who's boss. Man, those bad guys must be scared of you!"

Parasoul chuckled. "I hope so." She yawned. Were it not for the nurse holding her then she would surely be on the ground. "I'll have teach you some fighting techniques later though."

Valentine nodded. "She's right. Your sister's in pretty bad shape."

Umbrella's eyes widened, as if though she were only now noticing the nurse. "You'll take good care of her, right?"

Valentine nodded. "Believe me, I'm better at this job then half of the people in this field."

"And you'll kiss her boo-boos, right?"

For once, Parasoul wished that Valentine weren't wearing that medical mask. The princess could not hide her own grin.

"You need to! My big sis always does that for me; if she didn't then I would never get better."

"Oh, she will," Parasoul responded. "Believe me, Valentine would do anything medically helpful to help me out." She leaned in a little closer, which wasn't hard considering his position. "Isn't that right, Valentine?"

The nurse simply nodded.

Parasoul had to force back her chuckle.

By the time her sister had skipped away, Valentine's eyes were on the floor and it seemed that her entire face had turned red.

Perhaps Parasoul didn't need that drink after all.