Joys Arouse, the sun has come again to hold you

Copper looked down, as Tempest offered him the herbs. He ate them, slowly. Agh! How bitter! Copper didn't voice his concerns. Mostly because of his sore throat, and, well... Tempest didn't need another problem. When he was finished, he dozed off to sleep.
In his dreamlike state, before he fell into full deep sleep, he thought one thing. Did Tempest treat everybody this way while healing? or was Copper,.. Special? She was very nice to everybody but.. Either way, he was happy. It was better than dying. Suddenly, he felt warm. He jostled awake. the damned fever woke him again. Copper lay there for a moment, dazed from waking so quickly. He slowly blinked to full consciousness, rolling to the other side.