without a light

Lost in her thoughts as she was, it took Katja a moment to notice Laufey's continued discomfort despite his professed belief in her vision. She tilted her head to look back up at him rather than at the blood-red light of the sunrise. She'd seen overindulgence enough at her family's gatherings to recognize the symptoms of it, though it didn't occur to her that there was more to it than that. She did take pity on the poor boy, though. He was not, perhaps, as used to such debauchery as his viking relatives. "Why don't you go see Kassander?" she suggested. "I am certain he will have some concoction or another to take the edge off. I shall be summoning the pack for a meeting sometime soon, so it would do you good to recuperate."