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Tam sighs and looks at Bez. "You don't look so good."

"Headache..." replies Bez with a shrug. "You don't look so good yourself."

Tam shrugs in return. "I'll heal. Come into the kitchen. I'll brew you some tea and maybe between us, we can set the cub straight. Wish Hopian was here though. He'd be better at this than me."

Tam gives him a firm squeeze and tells him to be quiet, that he is in enough trouble as it is. Then he turns and go into the kitchen, knowing Bez will follow whether he wants to or not.

He puts the cub on a stool with a glare that says don't move and begins to light a fire.

Bez stops him with a touch and performs the task with a flick of his hand. "Fire and I have an affinity these days..." he mutters absently staggering slightly as he stands up.

Tam snorts rudely. "You would... go sit down before ye fall, fool. Why didn't ye tell me it was more than a simple headache?"

Bez growls softly under his breath, but does as he is told, siting across from the cub with a sour grin. "Is he always this bossy?"

"You be quiet..." growls Tam tersely, plopping three mugs on the table. "You've probably said far more than ye should have already..." he grumbles at Kekrobian, Taking down two bags of herbals, he scatters a good double pinch from one bag into two of the cups and then opens the second bag and pulls forth a smaller pinch which he puts in the third. Then he plops down beside Kerobian and stares at Bez.

"How bad is it?" he demands in a gruff voice.

Bez smirks back. "No worse than you, I think... let me see your back."

Tam shakes his head no and smiles ruefully. "I hurt, ok... but all you gave me was a smattering of bruises... I tossed you against a tree... hard."

Bez nods and shrugs, wincing as he does so. "Nothing broken... a few bruised ribs... hard to breath... and I'll live too. So... what are you going to tell him? He has a right to know, you know."

A scarf appears around Kero's muzzle causing Bez to double over alternating between pain and hilarity.

Tam simply sighs. "Language, Kero... language... strike two."

Tam stares at him. "Read my lips, cub... watch it! Either you speak to me properly or you will find yourself in your bed tied down. I have a nasty headache myself right now... no doubt because Mr. "I'm gonna jump on my swedh from behind and force myself on him" over there has a headache..." suddenly he closes his mouth and drops his gaze, his face burning bright redd in the candle light.

Suddenly Kerobain feels his tail being forced down and away, as though an invisible hands is pulling on it.

"Are you threatening me, Kerobian... because if you are, you had better realize that I was put in charge over you for several reasons... one of those reasons being that I can control you, if need be." Tam's voice is icy cold and deadly serious. It is a tone of voice he has never truly used before with the cat and more than a touch unnerving.

"No..." says Tam quietly. "Kerobian, you are out of hand here. Be glad I'm not Hope."

Suddenly Kerobian finds himself in his bed and hearing Bez ask worriedly.

"Does he do that often? Throw tantrums? If he did that to me..."

"I'm not you and yes, he's been known to get unreasonable. Usually a time out helps. I don't know if it will this time, but if he thinks he can bully me into revealing things he's not ready for by being rude crude and nasty... he's got another thing coming. Would you like some bread with that tea? It is known for causing queasy stomachs if they are empty?"

Their voice drop down to barely audible as the two move to the garden outside.