Sinric is quiet and restful now, passing the night without further trouble.
The fluid does it's works and he looks like gaunt by morning.
Their voices, talking over him help. They keep him grounded.
He smiles up at them when he wakes, still pale but looking a little more alive. "Go, get some rest." He says to Ragnar and Athelstan. "I'm alright now, the tapestry is fading." He pulls their hands to hid lips, "I've kept you from your beds too long. Leave me with the good doctor a while and I'll join you later."
He and Hannibal need to talk. And it's best Athelstan and Ragnar don't hear.
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Date: 2016-12-02 10:24 pm (UTC)The fluid does it's works and he looks like gaunt by morning.
Their voices, talking over him help. They keep him grounded.
He smiles up at them when he wakes, still pale but looking a little more alive. "Go, get some rest." He says to Ragnar and Athelstan. "I'm alright now, the tapestry is fading." He pulls their hands to hid lips, "I've kept you from your beds too long. Leave me with the good doctor a while and I'll join you later."
He and Hannibal need to talk. And it's best Athelstan and Ragnar don't hear.