Assuming healer remembered fount when he came back to his actual time, imagine if shadow milk was released early and goes as fast as he can to find out who 'stole' healers soul jam just to find him in the village.
Shadow milk: what is that thief doing in a place like this?
Healer: Hello? Is someone there? (Blind mehehe)
Black raisin: stay back healer, he looks dangerous...
Shadow milk: Moving him aside won't he-
Shadow milk trying to process: . . . ??!
Shadow milk steal processing: healer...?
Healer: my fount? Is that you? <:D
Black raisin: you know this coo-
*gets pushed aside by shadow milk*
Shadow milk (on the verge of tears holding healers face): is it really you...?
Healer (crying now): of course it is! My dear, I've missed you so much! but I couldn't find you after I appeared here...!
Shadow milk (crying now as well): b-but you died...
Healer: I- . . . I'm not sure what happened, but I'm here now.
*both are hugging very cutely*
OMG I really like this scenario ngl
I do want to contribute to this by continuing cause i see a vision:
When Healer hugged Shadow Milk back, confusion spread across his face. After all Founts hair felt completely different from how he remembered it. The soft cloudy texture he oh so loved was now sleek and strangely heavy beneath his fingers, no longer soft and airy like the hair he remembered running his hands through. That made him pause, his hands slowly wondering from Founts (?) hair to his ruff collar. Huh. He never wore things like that before. He quickly guided his hands toward Founts(? ) face frightened a little if he was getting fooled somehow but carefully tracing the familiar features of his husband has calmed his nerves. Although he must admit his skin felt much colder to the touch then he remembered..
- What happened to you..? - Healer asked in a soft voice that was laced with worry
All Shadow Milk could do was stare the tears still clouding his vision. Healers fingers stayed on his cheek for a moment slowly moving across his face as if he was trying to understand what was different
- You feel different... - He whispered
Shadow Milk swallowed. Healer was alive. That thought still didn't feel real. He had spent so long believing that there was nothing left of the person he loved except memories. Although those were fractured too. And now those same hands were touching him again. But Healer didn't seem to know what happened. His hands returned to Shadow Milks hair, carefully running through the unfamiliar strands
- Your hair is different too
There was no accusation in his voice. Just confusion
- Did something happen while I was gone?
- A lot happened - Shadow Milk finally murmured
