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09-08-2020, 03:52 AM
“Apologies, Miss Io” he said politely, holding still as she examined him. The pat was strange, but he was becoming accustomed to everything in this world being upside down. He paid careful attention to what Io was doing. Knowing any scrap of knowledge added to his pool would aid him later. As Io worked, he was the perfect patient. Making not one noise of complaint, and allowing her to move him as required to tend his wounds. He moved to his side, and received a world of lectures in the older woman's eyes. “I was running for our...my life, Ma’am” how much was he supposed to say, how much was to be kept hidden? Admitting this much said nothing about his position in the world. His face became even more stoic as she cleaned the wound, and from his expression, one would never guess a healing was poking and prodding his sore places. “Understood, Honou-Miss Io.” he agreed compliantly. Curious about the tools and resources she had her fingertips. He had no doubt of her experience as a healer, but her earlier words spoke volumes. She appreciated only deeds, not promises. A hard woman to please. "Speech" |