Healer-boy

Ollie looked over his shoulder at her as she yawned. It was nice not to be needed for once. She really didn't seem to be much interested in the healing arts. But she did say she wanted to learn how to fight and go back and kill her father. He wished he had more time to teach her. Hopefully this new little slave would like to learn some healing.

He sighed as Vesper asked about that Armadan speech they had with their slaves. She still didn't believe it.

"You considering it? You seem to be fairly content with me here." He shrugged and helped her strip the beds by heading to another one. "What would be Vesper's motivation I wonder?" He mused aloud with a mischievous smile, "A new life? A fresh start? A chance at her father's head? Teaching a boy how to fuck?" He teased her back. hiding his own facial flush and trying to hide it by turning away from her as his voice cracked on the last note.

"Speech"