Leo finally regained consciousness. He blinked groggily as I helped Dinah get him down to her cabin.
“Sorry,” he mumbled as we eased him onto the bunk.
“It wasn’t your fault,” she said.
“No, I mean I’m sorry I missed all the fun…”
Before either Dinah or I could assure him it hadn’t been fun at all, he was once more out of it.
“Thank you, David.”
“Any time, although I wouldn’t mind if this was the last time.”
She gave a short laugh. “As would I. I’ll stay here with him.”
“I’ll tell Cristovao to bring your dinner here.”
“Thank you.”
“Call me if you need me for anything.”
She kissed my cheek. “You’re a good friend, David. Thank you.”
I patted her shoulder and left her cabin, then stopped by the galley, where Cristovao was ladling fish stew onto plates. “Would you bring Dr. Smythe’
