The familiar relief of the spirit water allowed him to finally relax. The pain wasn't completely gone, but it was quickly moving from a sharpness that over-powered nearly every thought to a dull throb that he could handle. His hand fell away from hers, limp as he started taking very deep and heavy breaths.

Mula's purring increased and she turned her head slightly so she could lick his neck before she shifted so her head was facing the other direction and she could rub her ear against his chin. Wan's other hand, the one that had not held Katara's however briefly, lifted to wrap weakly around the catdeer's neck in a one-armed hug.

"Love you, too," he murmured between strained breaths.