Phoenix shivered a bit against Naka and coughed, she uttered a sorry again, starting to try and stand on her own despite her legs shaking, held a bit stiff to keep from buckling beneath her. Phoenix...was very stubborn...she often needed told what to do, and sometimes even forced.

"Phoenix-san, be careful." Naka still supported Phoenix from falling or stumbling. How did she get all those scars? Could Naka help? She was never considered an individual. She was just either a tool or accessory, used for back up and support only.

Phoenix coughed and looked to her, such a dizzy look, she showed she cared more in this state, that was for sure. A weak thank you escaped her lips, showing she thought of her as more then just an individual either. The scars were from her father, most of them anyway. She shivered as she slightly lost part of her movement and she shuddered, trying to not collapse against Naka.

"Ah- Phoenix-san!" 'Don't worry. Isn't that what I always tell you?' Naka felt two strong arms around her waist, but she turned around and saw nothing. "Let's get you down." Naka helped Phoenix into a chair. It was obviously hard to stand, so sitting was the next choice.

Phoenix looks up slowly, just holding her head up before she lowered when she was pushed to. She stifled a wince as her back touched the table and she refrained from literally hitting herself. She didn't like showing pain, even if she was mainly used to it, especially in front of somebody she cared about.

Naka was worried if the scars would un-seal. She panicked, rushing around like a chicken with ruffled feathers. "What do I do, What do I do, what do I do!?"

Phoenix shivered as she lifted her head again, her lip quivered and she winced as she moved her arm out, just suddenly hugging Naka to her. An exhausted exhale as her breath caught softly for a second. "N-naka...c-chan...don't...worry...I'll..heal..." She said, shivering, her grip of a hug weakening easily.

Naka didn't hug her back, afraid to hurt her. "B-but, Phoenix-san, you're hurt!" She stopped moving and looked at the dragon-demon. A person that is precious should be happy, or the other won't be. "It...It hurts to see you in pain."

She shivered and softly bit her upper lip, before lifting her head weakly, a hint of a small smile on her lips. She seemed to be able to keep her arms around Naka, closing her hazel, red mixed eyes. "This...happens often....I've...gotten...so used to...not being around people...that I didn't think about telling you...f-forgive me....Naka...-chan..." She said in a thick whisper, sighing a bit shakily.

"There's no need to forgive, you're my Phoenix-san, and anything with you is okay by me." Naka smiled at Phoenix, trying to assure her that the words she spoke were true. There was a chuckle at the back of her head. 'That's my girl.' The hallucinations were getting very frequent, but Naka didn't mind. It reminded her of Aiden. "W-what do you usually do when you're hurt like this, Phoenix-san?"

Phoenix shifted once, her hallucinations were vaguely hinted to the demon, but she tried to not pay attention as of thinking it was her own private matter. Her look changed to a weak confusion at her first statement, or more of a surprise. She shut her mouth and shivered, her arm slipping a few inches down Naka's back with her grip. She thought a bit and smiled weakly, shyly almost. "...I...usually....just waited until the pain went....away....didn't....care about myself..." She spoke in a soft tone, just above a whisper and she sighed, closing her eyes tiredly.

"But...Then that way, you'd just suffer without knowing if you could decrease the pain!" Naka took Phoenix's hand off her back and held it tightly in her own. She closed her eyes and looked like she was praying. "This is a technique Aiden taught me. It's a supplementary technique, not offence. I'm never good with offence." Her chakra drifted from her hands to Phoenix, careful not to touch the scars. Then, it slowly, very slowly, pulled back. With it came some of Phoenix's pain. Naka was absorbing Phoenix's hurt into herself.

Phoenix blinked a bit weakly as she took her thin, pale hand. She listened and frowned softly, noticing a bit of the pain leave after a bit of time. She coughed and gently stopped her after a minute, not wanting her to take much, because if she did feel it, even a masochist could scream at the smallest bit of what she was feeling. A demon inside her, with thousands of years on its shoulders, often gave her its pain over those years, and she had obviously been cruelly beaten. She knew what half dead felt like...in fact, she preferred it to certain things. A small bit of the pain would make Naka's back rather severely sore, and a kind of numbing down her arms and legs. There was also a bad feeling like her back, but it was in the pit of her stomach with an internal injury, once nearly fatal.

Phoenix held her hand and coughed again, shaking her head before moving her own hand behind her stiffly to put the tip of her fingers to the scar, silencing a faint gasp as she finally did try healing herself, erasing some of the pain with her experience.

Naka was getting worried when Phoenix made her stop. She didn't even feel any pain yet. Phoenix then began to heal herself, and she just watched. 'Maybe I can...?' 'No, don't. You're chakra is too rough. Let me do it.' Black chakra once again came out of Naka, flowing steadily to Phoenix. It went to where it sensed pain, and tried to numb the hurt.

Phoenix briefly looked up as Naka seemed to speak, she lifted her head further and paused as she looked at the black chakra. She inhaled and felt her head drop to Naka's shoulder slowly a sit tried, and seemed to succeed at least a little. Her wet hair still sent rivulets of water down her back, the two piece swimming suit still on and she shivered once, slowly starting to relax her body.