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Mica comes over with gauze and bandages. "We should really dress that incision. Sharmistra likes to let it air a bit before doing so, but I think it, after watching him sleep, it should be done now. He is a mover he is... sometimes I fear he'll simply get up and walk off on us without cracking an eye or knowing he is."

"Still..." says Mica with a troubled smile. "I'd hate for it to come open. Seeing blood all over his sheets would probably scare him half to death... or have Talesian out after our throats, should he wake first. Being forced into the shape of a lion hasn't done very much for his temperament, I'm afraid. Though he is certainly a sight to see. Quite beautiful, actually... in a frightening, awe-inspiring way."

"Of course, you yourself are no slouch..." laughs Mica as he ties off the bandage he has applied to Kero's incision. "There... that should do it. As for lions... I've heard tales of even more of them flitting about my compound. One of the staff saw Master Talesian speaking to a slightly smaller, tawny colored lion earlier tonight. Of course he did not know it was Talesian. He merely said the big white lion and at first I thought of you, until I remembered our friend's predicament. You know though, he not exactly a desert miner, is he? He's a bit larger than your people, and leaner... beneath all that fur that is, and his paws are wider, more like that of a snow cat. Even that pelt of his is longer than yours or Kerobian's, with a thicker undercoat. Still he can speak your language..."

Mica shrugs. "The servant did not say, only I believe he said it was a she not a he, though, and that her eyes were funny looking. I think he saw the eyes and all thoughts of anything else went flying right from his mind."

Mica purses his lips with a tiny frown. "A seeress... like our oracle, maybe? T'would explain the eyes. Most who see into the realms not normally viewed by man... or any other beast for that matter... tend to see things in a different manner. Many are completely blind... and some are absolutely mad."

With a lift of a brow, Mica laughs. "Heh, you've found me out, hey?"

Mica nods to the bed near by. "Why don't you get some rest. I'm old enough to want to claim the first watch. These old bones do not enjoy having to awaken in the middle of the night. They prefer one continuous bout of sleep, thank you."

Mica nods and heads for the bed. He will probably wake up in a few hours to keep Hopian company, but his day starts rather early so he's not about to refuse his generous offer.