Ja’koalion opened his eyes. Everything was blurry. He could hear people talking upstairs, and the sound of a fire crackling. Where was he? He tried to sit up, but he felt completely drained of energy. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He heard a voice say. Vladimir. “.. Vlad...?” “Hi.” Vladimir said gently. “Lay down. You need the rest, you almost drowned. You’re still ice cold.” Ja’koalion didn’t argue. His hand felt numb, which seemed kind of random to him, but he couldn’t process anything. He lay there for a while, before he fell into an uneasy sleep. ~