Lion Head Mesa Kyōdai no kōken'nin

he roused, speaking her name.
at first satsu thought he was still dreaming.
he struggled to move and she snapped her gaze towards him, moving swiftly, although the look on her face was cold, and as soon as she was able satsu made him lay down.
what doing here? he sounded like he was missing some teeth.
still, she couldn't speak. couldn't look at him for long.
tension coiled in her neck and shoulders, flexed the muscles down her spine. she moved silently to gather something from beside his bed - a large leaf wrapped around a plucked bird.
if he could talk, he could eat.