"Not good." He rests his head against Anders' shoulder, taking a moment to find comfort in the warmth and solidity of his body. "But better than I was. And better when you're here. Purrelden and Lady have been excellent nurses. What about you? You made light a moment ago, which sounds hopeful to me."

If he could bend that far without agony, he would reach down to pet Purrelden. Lady chooses that moment to jump up on the cot, having been scouting the perimeter for threats, and she is happy to give the kitten sloppy kisses on her face.