That's good! *goes and fetches a blanket*
*pulls it over Annanagram and her basket*
*makes sure Annanagram still gets fresh air*
More! You stupid thing, you didn't take care of your energy level again!
*still not really awake, but breathing normally again* ... thought I saw an old friend ... you don't know him ... he was called Tim ... but he's long dead ... can't be him ...
Well ... I'm not sure ... I think that black stuff destroyed more than I thought ...
Problem is, my healing energy doesn't work very well on my own body, you know? It's like I'm getting kinda resistant against it ...
That's not good. We should ask the others about that when they're all awake or returned.
*chuckles* You looked kinda shocked when that stranger put this medicine into your throat! What was that?