Wheeling Gull Isle i wish i was in sherbrooke now

He seemed a little... disconnected. Huā watched and made an empathetic little wince of her own when she heard him suck a sharp breath. And then his voice- a little odd, the sound of it, but at least he could hear. Well, um- I asked our doctor to visit. She should be here soon, Huā explained, dropping to her haunches beside him. If you are too tired to speak, that is okay. But do you know how you... get here? She paused, with a sudden idea giving him a look that said hold that thought, and scurried a few yards inland, grabbing a fish from the nearest cache. The empress brought it back, placing it gently in front of the castaway, and then settled down again with curious ears tilted his way.