Soul Full of Sorrow

Eventually he stirred and when he did, she was there. The first word out of his mouth was an apology and Io shook her head. "No, I apologize. I was so tired that I didn't even hear you move. You could have hurt yourself and I wouldn't have known." Sliding forward onto her stomach lazily so she didn't have to lose her warm spot upon the furs, Io grasped the water filled shell in her teeth and pulled it  close. "I brought you a drink."

Settling back upon the furs, the woman curled her legs beneath her small frame. "How is your pain? I dosed you pretty heavily last night, but I won't continue to do so. It clouds the senses and too much of that can hamper your healing rather than help it." Her head tilted slightly and she arched one brow. "I also just realized that I don't know your name."

Her gaze searched his face, eyeing the wounds that would leave nasty scars in their wake. Deciding to clean them again, she pulled her pack close. "I'll need to clean your wounds again. Do you need me to help you outside to relieve yourself first?"