Sah
Sah looked at Tal incredulously. "I was literally about to head over. I had to run an errand first." Pushing one last surge of healing magic into the idiot's leg, he stood up. With the wound tended to, the Wild Thunder glanced between the bloodied knife and Tal's face. His own twisted into something worried and perplexed. Sah only just managed to push the rush of questions down his throat and settled for a gentle and quiet, "Why?"
The Wild Thunder had previously picked up on the courier's occasional self-esteem issues, but this felt extremely out of character. This was something else entirely, and as he scanned Tal's face, it thankfully didn't appear to be his worst fear. That allowed Sah to relax slightly, but the concern refused to leave. Not until he had an explanation, even a half-assed one.
The Wild Thunder had previously picked up on the courier's occasional self-esteem issues, but this felt extremely out of character. This was something else entirely, and as he scanned Tal's face, it thankfully didn't appear to be his worst fear. That allowed Sah to relax slightly, but the concern refused to leave. Not until he had an explanation, even a half-assed one.
I think therefore I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
