"How's he doing?" We were back in the Clandestine and I managed to do the impossible by stitching him up in the van. He was instantly rushed to the hospital and I feared for the worst right now.
Oge whispered. "His vitals are okay, but he's knocked out cold. The pain meds have started kicking in, so he'd be a little drowsy, but aside from that, he'd be fine. If he accidentally wakes up, he might turn a little nuts, so you have to ignore it. It's what the meds do."
I constrained myself from crying in relief. He was going to be fine. I didn't mess it up. Levi was still alive. "Thank you. Thank you, my friend. How did he get shot in the first place? He has fast reflexes."
Oge frowned slightly. "I can't say for now. We'd find out when he wakes up." She looked at my face, and her voice softe
