[She can heal--she can heal--and that explains everything for Iceland, more than the suddenly white hair and crimson eyes. He backs up, but it's not fast enough, because Iceland hasn't compensated for her suddenly lacking her limp, and then her hands are around his neck and Iceland is flat on his back. He curls up his legs and kicks at Mayu's stomach as his brain races to catch up with all of this new information.]
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