Bogged down

"pause to think...." he looks back at the ceiling "time to...get used to being dead..."

"I don't suppose that is something you can connect with over night.." she guesses.

"yeah....i will work on it" he sighs

She finds it difficult to work out in her own head. While his history is tragic she cannot understand the past changing who he is.. He surely has the same sort of personality and thoughts? "I.. cannot say I really understand," she admits.

"i guess its diffrent for you you have a tether...." he sighs again

"How do you mean?" she asks cocking her head.

he lifts his stump and waves it about "castle foundations..family...."

"mm.. true.. But you are not entirely alone. You have those that care for your well being do you not? You, mentioned those who found you?"

"they are...good guys but i cant rely on them forever i have to repay them...." he closes his eyes not even able to think about it its just to vast

She reaches and pets his arm again. "I am certain you will be able to work things out eventually. But for now working on remaining 'un'dead may be advantageous. And, if it does not fracture your pride, I am willing to help for what little I can."

he turns and groans "whu..."

She raises a silent eyebrow at him.

he stares at her blankly "this is too deep for me normaly........"

She laughs quietly shaking her head. "I am telling you to shut up and get better," she simplifies for him with a smirk

"ok..." it sounds tired anyway and he closes his eyes again letting the softness of the bed take him

She has to wonder if perhaps she has gotten the wrong end of things after all.. Is she over complicating things or over simplifying them? She supposes it does not matter in the end. He is alive-ish. That is what matters.

Sure that he is not going to keel over in his sleep the young knight retreats from the room. She has work of her own to do and sitting in one place was really starting to get uncomfortable. She does check up on him once more before going to bed herself however and follows a similar pattern through the next number of days using Gan's herbal teas and remedies to give what little relief they can.

he perks up quite well although it looks like he will genuinely miss the start of the term even though he gets so he can get up to the bathroom only not making the journey back on one occasion falling flat on the floor and staying there for some time

Having to haul him back into bed on more than one occasion is just embarrassing she thinks but he really must be ill if he cannot fight back half the time. She gives him patience in place of any real understanding having never been ill herself - and now ever more grateful for the fact - and brings him work back from school when term starts. While his earlier diet may be liquid only she tries to get him to eat broth and soup once he is showing signs of improvement and often sits in the room with him for a few hours each night, doing her homework once term has begun.

he sits stareing at his work the first night flicking his eyes back to her "uuuh....they sure get into it"

Having been reading her own work she looks up to him. "Hm? Get into what?"

"work...its just started and already so much.." he lays back looking at the celing

"It is barely half of what we can expect if we choose to attend university," she reminds him. "Did you never study when you where alive?"

"i....dont think i will go for that...and no...there wasnt any school" he gives her an odd look

"You never studied magic?" she queries wondering if his father never taught him anything. She then makes a noise that suggests she's just noticed what she has asked and half regrets it.

it actually just gets a laugh "no, just life lessons...maybe a few sword ones to but...not actual schooling"