Jastin was still breathing.
I exhaled with relief as I knelt by his unconscious body. He hadn’t lost any more blood. Now, if he would only wake up, I wouldn’t have to drag him out of here.
I sat next to him for a while, waiting.
And waiting.
The hard ground was very uncomfortable. I considered unpacking a bedroll, but had no desire to spend any more time in this awful cave. It was either sleep here, or haul Jastin out.
* * *
“Sember.”
Bright sunlight blinded me as my eyes creaked open. “Jastin?”
“Sember, are you in pain?” He sat next to me, blue eyes filled with concern.
“I don’t think so.”
He touched the gash on my forehead, and I winced.
“Okay, maybe a little.” I sat up and groaned, cupping my sore shoulder.
“What happened?”
“You are not a lightweight.”
He watched me rub my
