7
When Kaira opened her eyes again, Tarkus was sitting by the bed sipping a drink. Coffee, by the smell. Kaira struggled to understand how that had happened. She’d only shut her eyes for a moment. Hadn’t she?
“Welcome back,” said Tarkus, smiling slightly. “I’ve reduced the level of the sedative so you can wake up. How are you feeling?”
“Better. The pain has gone, but I’m not sure I’ve even got the strength to scratch my nose.”
“I’m not surprised. We need to make sure you don’t spend so long away from the medical room again.”
“That was too close. Next time… next time I might not be so lucky.”
“We’ll make sure there isn’t a next time.”
“You can’t guarantee that. You know that. So I want to take this chance, in case there isn’t another. I need to apologise for everything th
