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Val's eyes watched Revan as the highlander began to stir in his sleep subtley. He had not regained consciousness, but it seemed that the medicine was already in its final stages, and his unconscious state would wear off in the next few hours. "...Wierd... you think the doc' gave 'im the right stuff? I thought this boyo's supposed ta' be sleepin' till the mornin?... he's not gonna wake 'er nothin, uh?"
Val moved over to the patient and nudged him with his foot, with little respect for the wounded man or his need for comfort. Like a child, poking at a sleeping dog with a stick.
Val looked at Croix expectantly, waiting for an answer.
Val moved over to the patient and nudged him with his foot, with little respect for the wounded man or his need for comfort. Like a child, poking at a sleeping dog with a stick.
Val looked at Croix expectantly, waiting for an answer.