Two weeks later. . .
"I have decided, I shall be living a life in seclusion for the rest of eternity." Akiol suddenly proclaimed.
Jarvis asked, "Where did this come from?"
"I'm tired of having hospital visits."
Akiol was recently discharged from the hospital. His arm was tightly wrapped in a cast, and he was instructed to do his best not to move his arm. Several surgeries were needed, so it took a while before he could be sent home.
Tilia laughed, "You tend to injure yourself quite a bit."
"The difference is, there is no healing magic here."
"This is true, so healing isn't going to be an overnight thing."
Akiol leaned back in the car seat as Tilia drove them home. As he examined the view through the window he asked, "So how is everything?"
