Gus had to come visit, all a huffing and puffing about me exhausting myself, though he spared me the rant. At least he had finally gotten it through his thick skull that I didn't go out of my way to ignore my limits. Besides, after telling him the story, even he realized anyone would have panicked in that situation. He got over his frustration and moved on to the good part, which was cuddling next to me while reading a book with me. I was pleased to no end that our reading speed was equal to one another.
The book I had chosen was a novel of a knight's journey to save his master after the rest of his comrades had betrayed him. Along the way he made friends of dragons and a princess cursed to live forever. It was pretty creative stuff, given that I lived in a world where literacy was learn
