Herbalists' Cache Just dance; gonna be okay

he was quite morose, not mindful of his body in this moment. he was thinking of all the things akavir had said, how he had said so coldly that kel believed he could hurt reverie. this shame haunted lestan's very marrow; had he been so cruel? had he said things of darkness in his fever? if these things were thought of him, why had he been allowed to return to her? had all the pack known kel's opinion and treated them as an experiment? is that why the riverclan man had been so swift and casual in his dosing of reverie, because akavir believed it best?
his mind whirled with a thousand thoughts as he stared pensively into the landscape. "no. only close."