‘I’m… sorry.. That you have to keep going through that.’ Stolas murmured in my mind sometime later. I was considering getting drunk on a rather suspicious-looking homebrew at the ‘Club’ after having spent the remaining daylight hours asking around about my sister. I was sore, upset and depressed, and all of that made me want to ‘drown my troubles’.
‘No. way.’ Stolas scolded mentally. ‘I just repaired your body not too very long ago, and who knows what this swill contains! Plus-you have your health to consider.’ I wondered if he didn’t have those a bit out of order, but I was stressed and exhausted, so what did I know? ‘Let’s go get a room for the night so you can rest. I think I want out of this form too, and tomorrow, if you’re satisfied, we can head out early.’ Stolas used th
