Larksong Grotto Glance to fallen Grace, dream of islands all day

Maybe the raccoon was diseased or something. Kel eyed it suspiciously as he obliged Lestan's request. You need to eat at some point, He said after the raccoon had been moved away, and returned to sit by his side.
Lestan seemed to think he would be okay. Kel shook his head a little. You need time, He glanced up at the edges of the grotto and wondered how they would get him up there. Then back down. Lestan definitely needed more time. I'll take you to Riverclan. Can see if anyone knows the way to Swiftcurrent Creek from there. But you need another day to rest.
And you need to eat. Want something else? Kel cast another suspicious look at the raccoon. They weren't pretty creatures, but they'd never been so repulsive in his experience. He still wasn't sure if it was really the raccoon, or if he and Lestan just made a mess of a pair. Two broken men. And Kel was supposedly the able one between them!
Silently, secretly, he wished for Erzulie to come back. They needed a woman's judgment here, no matter how uncomfortable it was for Kelsier.