"How are you feeling?" Ember asked Rowan quietly."How are you feeling?" Ember asked Rowan quietly. "Teffible," Rowan said from her hospital bed. "I stin canf do speash af all. Seemth a vaste oh tin affer four monfs." "Well, I understood that." "O, chrate. Fust whan I whannet." Ember laughed and said, "You'll get it. How's the leg?" "Hurf." "Well, when you break something, it's supposed to hurt." She reached out and ran her hand gently over the skin where the bone had broken through. "Healer did a good job, I will admit. Other than the fact that he shaved all the fur off to sew you back up, it's almost impossible to find the break. It wasn't easy to find a healer that would do the work without asking a few questions." "Thif if Ryhfff," Rowan pointed out. "True enough. But I imagine that a broken leg is going a bit far to go unregistered." "Yah," Rowan said. "Bar?" "Hmm?" Ember said, looking up at Rowan. "Tuff me gain." "What?" Ember understood what Rowan had asked for. She was just a little surprised at the request. |