Redsand Canyon Wipe the blood out of our eyes

Reyson returned the laughter. We are a stubborn lot. I must say.

Reyson chuckled and shook his head. Forcing himself back through years of memories to that summer. He tried to remember, and then he grinned.

Yes he did, but he also had me carry his healing satchel for weeks, and I had to give him choice meats, whenever he was hungry. I remember. one time I had been training all day, bone tired. Fast asleep, he woke me an hour into my sleep to remind me that I owed him and he wanted a rabbit, while the world was sleeping. So I went and got one, and that was the last time at least to earn his favor back. I would do that later just for the hell of it.

Reyson sighed. And nodded. He was a good healer, a good man. Isn't that the truth of it. He could handle me better than even my commanders could.


A frown curled around his maw in thought as he tried to remember. There were many times. The most notable, was when Renaud had gone against a direct order to stop healing someone who the commanders felt was not worth the resources. I was tasked to punish him, since he belonged to my contingent, but I. I refused. I could not do it.

Reyson remembered that day and his heart continued to clench at the thought. Renaud had told him to get on with it, and he could not do it. So instead he offered to take the punishment. Since it was his healer, and his task group, he was the commander.

I told them since they wanted to punish someone then they should punish me, as he was my healer and I was responsible for him. I am not sure what was worse that day, the wounds or Renaud weeping.

He smiled. Most of the time, it was because I didn't do something they wanted me too. Whether it went against my morals, or it was something I could not do I cannot remember.