Snippet #1474062

Nerissa was slowly coming to. In fact, he was mostly conscious now. Conscious enough to hear the low hum and know exactly where he was. Nerin... he thought briefly, before letting out a responding hum, adding a little variation to it. A sort of low...melodious, almost, mating call. She should know it was him. At least, he hoped.

He waited for the crate to open, as he regained most of the movement in his body.

Obviously, whatever human toxin they had put in his body was weak, if he could overpower it in a matter of minutes.