Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā his senses are on high-alert, but the uneaseĀ settles just a little when he hears a familiar voice. barbara. he knows barbara. she has treated his wounds before. she brings him soup and tells him stories of barbatos. she is nice. heās obviously still breathing so she must have had something to do with making sure that he stayed alive. still, everything hurts, and if he wanted to get up and move, he couldnāt.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā he does manage to turn his head, some. enough to glance over to barbara where she comes closer to his bedside. his vision doubles at first, forcing wolfkin to focus more until her two faces settle into just one.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āyou help?ā he asks for clarification, red eyes glancing down at his own person; he cant see much, but bandages poke out from underneath blankets that wrap his chest in a tight compression,Ā āi ambushed. had to protect lupical.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā thereās nothing more painful than seeing the ones she loves in pain. her healing can only do so much & sheās incredibly grateful to see him awake; barbatos has heard her prayers. these werenāt the typical injuries barbara comes across daily so the pain may still linger. the salves & medicines should at least alleviate whatever her songs cannot sooth.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā she tries not to giggle despite the hurt in her heart; razor might just rival bennett in how many injuries they can get in a week. this certainly is the worst sheās seen so far. barbara blinks back the forming tears. never would she have thought she might not have heard his voice again was she not around.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āwas it something bad?ā she asks hesitantly. rising from her chair, she reaches for a glass of water to give him. āshould i tell the knights?ā