The future impending

He dozed lightly, the first few minutes of sleep he had experienced in some time, and even then it was cut short by the warning call of a bird further into the island. He jolted awake, blinking blearily and saw his sister finally making her way towards him. He caught the shock upon her face and despite himself, despite it all, he chuckled. A dry, coughing laugh but a laugh non the less. She spoke and the weak smile dropped. "Too much." He spoke, expression hard despite how tired he was and a slight edge to his voice. "Phoebe I- I need to ask a favor of you." He paused then rethinking his words spoke again. "Less of a favor actually, more like an undertaking."

 

"Speech"