Lach managed a weak smile, pulling his other arm out from under the blanket so he could place his hand atop hers. He patted it gently, almost awkwardly; near-death experiences apparently had ways of bringing people close together, but now they weren't standing on death's doorstep (it wasn't so dire, at least).
"The shoe water was nice when it was the only water we had," he said, though now almost all water tasted strange now that he was being fed regular food. He hadn't been able to convince the healers to give him whiskey. They'd said something about it mixing poorly with the treatment. "I'm a man. I'll take my treatment and get it over with. I'd hate to draw out the whole process." The sooner his fever broke and lungs cleared, the better.
"The shoe water was nice when it was the only water we had," he said, though now almost all water tasted strange now that he was being fed regular food. He hadn't been able to convince the healers to give him whiskey. They'd said something about it mixing poorly with the treatment. "I'm a man. I'll take my treatment and get it over with. I'd hate to draw out the whole process." The sooner his fever broke and lungs cleared, the better.
— way too attractive set by mj <3 —