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He was a rather handsome man in his early 30's now that his face was a face again. He was still very pale but he looked alive again rather than like an actual zombie.
"Thank you," he said softly and lightly squeezed one her hands.

Isis smiled back, ignoring the exhausted feeling she had from the healing she had done." Anytime."

"I vill need to repay you somehow," he commented and stood, "Let me know vhen you think of how."

"There is no need to repay me." Isis looked at him.

"Nonsense... Hmm... Can you heal my hands as Vell?" he took off his gloves to reveal that his hands were in just as bad condition as his face was. Any muscle inside was virtually online although he still could grab someone's hand with enough force to break it and there were holes in some places where you could see the bones.

"I think so." Isis gently took his hands and closed her eyes as she started to heal his hands.

The skin and color began to rebuild and restore, becomin muscular and visibly strong. Doc smiled and for the first time in his memory, gave a hug. He pulled Isis close to his chest, arms wrapped around her back and just held it.

Isis blinked, a little surprised. She blushed before hugging him back.

"Hmm... I do not remember vhen I last held someone ozer zan Keera..." he mused quietly. Clearly this had somehow repaired at least part of his mind, the part that cause insanity.

Isis's ears twitched at his voice. She hadn't hugged anyone in years.

He didn't release her for another 30 seconds and then sat back against the sofa.

Isis rubbed her red cheeks." I'm really glad I could help."

He only smiled and for redirect time in many years it wasn't zombie-like.

Isis covered her mouth as she yawned. She had used a lot of energy in one day.

"You may rest," he said and looked around then picked up Keera.

"No. I'll be fine in a few minuets."

"Do as you vish," he stood and began walking away.

"Where are you going?" Isis looked at him.

"Zee military outside must be dealt vith..." he turned around and gave Keera to Isus the put his mask back on as well as his gloves. He put a new magazine in his AUG and turn around again.

"I think I'll stay in here." Isis held Keera carefully and gently.