SNAP CRACKLE POP

Pnuma had awakened from the sedative's effects a long while ago, the pain returning to his limb. He did not expect his ride to be such a rough one, his wounded leg getting bumped what felt to be constantly. Every touch brought a slight twinge of pain up his nerves, causing him to hiss quietly in pain. He had tried to maneuver himself to alleviate the problem, but the pain was never remedied, almost following him. He began to become desperate for anything to relieve his pain but never got enough courage to ask the woman himself.

Thankfully, Circe stopped and slipped him off her back. He kept his injured leg off the ground, not wanting to bare any weight on what he believed to be a broken bone. He nodded at the woman's first question. The meds have worn off when he woke up and the burning sensation returned during his entire conscious trip. He already knew what she was going to say next but allowed her to say it before he once again nodded eagerly. "Yes, please!" he accepted, though with a bit more enthusiasm than he meant to put in his voice. A pause from the walking and an escape from the pain was exactly what he wanted. He didn't care if it was another sedative or if he would stay awake to see what she used. Either way, he would accept with ample gratitude.