The drive home takes six hours.I sleep for four of them.Not planned. My body simply makes the decision for me somewhere in the first hour, pulling me under with a completeness that suggests whatever the final ability cost me, it cost more than I fully registered in the field, and I wake up when the vehicle slows and the trees around the house are visible through the window in late afternoon gold.Thalrion is beside me.He looks worse in daylight than he did in the mountains. The cut above his eye has been cleaned and closed and there is bruising starting along his jaw and he is holding himself slightly differently, his left side protected in the specific way of someone managing pain they have decided not to discuss."How bad?" I ask."Manageable," he says."Thalrion."He meets my eyes. "Two ribs. Possibly three. Nothing displaced.""You have broken ribs?" "Cracked," he corrects."That is the same thing with a smaller word," I tell him.The amusement that moves across his face is wa
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