Ankyra Sound i thought i was smarter as i flew into the sun

well; that settled it. with a look dangerously close to satisfaction (that she had solved the puzzle, ofc, not that she was satisfied she had hurt poor little wyatt), caiaphas rose from the water and gave her pelt a careful shake. glancing back at the boy, she frowned. "your ribs are broken." there was little to be done besides wait, but she would spare him some detail considering he would have to live in agony for the next several weaks.

"no jumping," she instructed, thumbing a canine with her tongue. "else the rib bone might break and go clean through you - puncture you like a porcupine quill, it will. no running. no yelling. no doing anything, that any sort of kid your age would do. if it hurts, you stop and rest. if you do not, it will take longer to heal. you understand?"