Snippet #2546473

Dravon slides to the side on his bed, seeing that his clothes had been removed, repaired or mostly likely replaced. Then placed back on his person at a later time, with only his sash and other items laid next to his bed in the following days. The caretaker finishing her duties with Several backed away and that is when Dravon looked at her, seeing that despite she was obviously female. That nothing other then that could be gleamed from just looking at her and the other nurses like her.

It was then that a voice could be heard from some distance away and Dravon could recall it as being one of his companions.

He got too his feet, winching slightly from the feel of the cold floor on his toes and moved away from his bed. The doorway out of the room was large enough for several people to move through at once, only a thin curtain of fabric hanging in strips was used to obscure site from one room to the other.

Following his ears he walked across the hall, still feeling a slight tinge in the base of his spine, as if the acts of the fight were not yet lost on his body. As he walked through the next curtain he noticed Enuren in somewhat of a lost state. She must have just woken up as well and the setting was putting her in a distressed state. The nurse was still standing at the side of her bed, holding a damp cloth and not moving an inch in either way. Apparently she was waiting for Enuren to lay back down, but still her motionlessness was somewhat off putting.

"Everything's fine.." Dravon said, as he came too her side, Placing a hand on her shoulder.

"We are just across the hall." This was just to reassure her in the moment, but Dravon looked around to take account of her room as well. The windows were just like theirs, glassed in such a fashion that light could come in, but not to be seen out of.