Arrow Lake Laam

The man shared of himself, offering things that Cad had never heard a soldier offer up so freely. He spoke of loss and of hard battles. He spoke of wanting to die. Then he had traveled and found his place in the Imperator’s ranks. The rank he’d held was foreign to the medic, so he did not understand its importance. The peach-faced wolf imagined that if he had been a leader to his men, Germanicus had seen his value and placed him appropriately.

Reyson’s mind had betrayed him, though. The man did not admit this with ease.

Cad took a step toward him. His healer’s eyes were firm upon the scarred soldier. The weight of his burdens was heavy enough to be visible. The young man had seen these things before. He had seen the horrid weight of bloodshed and war. It was brutal on the mind.

You gave a great service.

What else might he say to ease this pain?

Do you have dreams?