Angeal was a little surprised how hard that punch was. It was strange and his hand moved up to rub the spot where she punched along with an expression of disbelief. Did he feel pain?

"Ouch." He spoke before he had the chance to think on it.

He was still of the mind to believe that this was a dream concocted by madness but even then dreams weren't this vivid. So, he decided to keep his gaze to the fireworks. He leaned back with his arms as support. "Maybe. I'm still left to figure it out."