Are
The cursing echoed in the halls, or was it in his head? It made him smile faintly in any case. If it was that bad he might finally have made a good choice for once. Better late than never...
Are accepted the help without protest for once, the best he could do was keep his big mouth shut and do as he was told. Slumping down on the cot wouldn't had taken much coaxing or force even if he was in a mood to fight it, his legs giving in the instant they sensed the smell of sweet relief. He rocked with his slow, heavy heartbeats to and fro, lulling him into a waking dream where colors seemed to meld together and all before his eyes turned a mess that hurt to look at.
"Th-" was all he managed before the words got stuck in his throat. Gods it felt as if the fires of Muspelheim themselves had scorched his whole chest dry. With a hard swallow and a deep, ragged breath he tried pushing past it. "There was fire, magical fire. It burned us. It did not heal proper." understatement clearer than spring ice, a weeping ulcer visible through the loose bandages barely covering the scorched skin and wool.
"Did my best though, but seems Hel wants me even closer." he said and laughed, feeble from both the trek and the infection wracking his body.
Are accepted the help without protest for once, the best he could do was keep his big mouth shut and do as he was told. Slumping down on the cot wouldn't had taken much coaxing or force even if he was in a mood to fight it, his legs giving in the instant they sensed the smell of sweet relief. He rocked with his slow, heavy heartbeats to and fro, lulling him into a waking dream where colors seemed to meld together and all before his eyes turned a mess that hurt to look at.
"Th-" was all he managed before the words got stuck in his throat. Gods it felt as if the fires of Muspelheim themselves had scorched his whole chest dry. With a hard swallow and a deep, ragged breath he tried pushing past it. "There was fire, magical fire. It burned us. It did not heal proper." understatement clearer than spring ice, a weeping ulcer visible through the loose bandages barely covering the scorched skin and wool.
"Did my best though, but seems Hel wants me even closer." he said and laughed, feeble from both the trek and the infection wracking his body.
