"Furry, if all he's had to eat all day is a loaf of bread, get some meat into him before he actually passes out, would you?" "I will," she said, holding Nickolai by the hand."Furry, if all he's had to eat all day is a loaf of bread, get some meat into him before he actually passes out, would you?" "I will," she said, holding Nickolai by the hand. "Come on, Kolya. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he said, feeling oddly dizzy. He was tired, and Ken was right, he was hungry too. "I need food..." "We'll get you some," Furry said as the door closed behind him. She propelled him down the hallway and into their own bedroom. "Now then, let's get you out of these clothes... uh, where are your shoes?" "I don't know. I walked barefoot today." "You're lucky you didn't kill yourself," Furry noticed as he stripped off his shirt. He groaned in pain as the burn across the back of his neck made itself known to him. "I didn't even realize the sun was getting to me." "A human," Furry said, "walking in the sun for nearly all day and you didn't realize your skin was going to burn?" She shook her head, smiling. "What am I going to do with you? You can't be an archeologist and not expect to spend your days outdoors digging in the dirt." She applied some of the ointment P'nyssa had given him onto his nose and cheeks, then around to his back where the burn had penetrated his shirt, then again to his feet. |