"Oh, my friend. There's nothing to forgive you for."
Carefully, he lays Sinric out on the bed, sliding a pillow under him to keep his sorer places from pressing, and begins to inspect his wounds.
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"Oh, my friend. There's nothing to forgive you for."
Carefully, he lays Sinric out on the bed, sliding a pillow under him to keep his sorer places from pressing, and begins to inspect his wounds.