Dragoncrest Cliffs Maybe I've spoken too soon

Suzu’s scent woke the resting boy. He lifted his head, squinting to see if she had come by the den. His eyes stung with sleepiness.

Eti’s voice sounded, using the girl’s name. Swordfish sniffed in, wondering if they were looking to hear about how he and Quennell had nearly gotten their heads batted off by the world’s largest paws. The young seafarer felt better, though. The herbs that they had given him were working to restore some of his health and energy. Besides, Swordfish was always fond of sleeping.

What’r ya talkin’ about out there? he grunted to them.