Chapter 275: Insanity
Irwin hummed as he lay in bed, content to remain there for a while as he enjoyed the calm. A week had passed since their encounter with the Oculithar, and Earila was at the helm, with Greldo and a few others keeping an eye out. He'd spent most of that time unwinding, eating double portions of anything Boohm made, and talking with the smiths they had rescued.
I wonder if Sesnanser is anything like what I remember, he thought.
Greldo and Sibil would be heading forward when they reached the stable corridor end in a few days. As he thought of the slight, pale-skinned, dark-haired woman, he grinned. Greldo had been spending more and more time with her, and he was wondering if it was about time for him to start teasing his friend with it.
A rustle came from the narrow Ganvil passage, and Ambraz flew in, hovering around before rushing toward him.
"Finally awake, kid!? Hou'dor says they could do with a few more days, but overall, they are feeling much better," Ambraz said, landing on his chest.
"Good," Irwin said as he swung his legs out of bed and headed to his small bathroom area to clean up.
"I was thinking that we could try reforging another card to Ruby today," he said as he was shaving the metallic stubble from his chin.
"About time," Ambraz said, landing on the top of the mirror. "You do mean without my help, don't you?"
"Yes," Irwin said, cleaning up and checking to see if he'd missed anything.
Looking at himself, he realized just how much he'd changed.
"I wonder how old I am now," he muttered as he examined himself, trying to gauge his own age.
"It's been almost six years since you found me," Ambraz said. "Based on your planet, Giard's time, that is."