Bearclaw Valley a thing can be true and still be desperate folly

She slumped in some relief as Tadec affirmed that he, indeed, understood her and. . .oh. Would feed her. Her stomach gurgled audibly at this, and she gave a small groan, curling in upon herself. Hunger hurt, almost as bad as the pain Nikan had dealt her. It was a different sort of pain, a dull ache rather than a blinding flash of agony.

He looked weird, and spoke weird, but he would feed her. That was all that mattered to Maegi in this moment. Thus satisfied, she began to drift off to sleep, and likely would not wake until the vibration of his footfalls upon returned roused her once again.