"Now I'm exhausted," he proclaimed as he slouched back against the bed. A wave of hurts plagued him for the movement; skin drawn too tight by being cooked and meat that had yet to stretch soundly. They had given him enough painkiller to take the edge off, but the rest of it remained as an undercurrent to his every thought and action. He sighed then, looking older than he typically did for how dark the circles around his eyes had gotten.
It was all an ordeal that he never hoped to live again, but he expected that he would relive it many times through story as others gained the nerve to ask. Tama was simply the first, because Tama was a Mauvian, and Mauvians didn't give a ******** about anyone.
Now that he knew Tama could become big, though… He might one day witness someone charging into battle on a Mauvian steed. That person might even be him. What a thought.
What a ******** thought. He'd fall asleep to that.
"Turn the lights off when you go." He made a haphazard attempt to point at the wall by the door jamb. It was as much of a 'goodnight' as Tama was going to get.
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