For some time, the surgeon was living on edge. He was already hard to find on a good day, and after his encounter in the ship's hold, he was almost a ghost. Of course, he could explain away his strange behaviors as trouble sleeping -- but he hadn't admitted to anyone why he was so unsettled.
The fairer weather helped lift his spirits -- really, it helped the entire crew. It was a reminder that they were one day closer to Bully. When the sun was out, seabeasts would lay out on the deck, soaking up the warmth in the hopes their bones would forget the cold of Urk. Meanwhile, the infirmary grew emptier by the day as the wounded regained their strength.
Finn still had a patch of fur missing on his arm -- but otherwise worked hardest of all, making Barrett's rounds for him when the pine marten wasn't feeling well enough. For now though, Arthur had sent him to sleep, and setup a hammock for the young todd in the corner of the infirmary. There he slept peacefully, one foot hanging over the edge.
Meanwhile, Arthur lay in a hammock next to Finn. A small and ancient book rested in his paws, and a pair of rarely seen glasses on the bridge of his nose. He'd cracked one of the windows to let fresh air in the infirmary, and rocked gently as he read.
The fairer weather helped lift his spirits -- really, it helped the entire crew. It was a reminder that they were one day closer to Bully. When the sun was out, seabeasts would lay out on the deck, soaking up the warmth in the hopes their bones would forget the cold of Urk. Meanwhile, the infirmary grew emptier by the day as the wounded regained their strength.
Finn still had a patch of fur missing on his arm -- but otherwise worked hardest of all, making Barrett's rounds for him when the pine marten wasn't feeling well enough. For now though, Arthur had sent him to sleep, and setup a hammock for the young todd in the corner of the infirmary. There he slept peacefully, one foot hanging over the edge.
Meanwhile, Arthur lay in a hammock next to Finn. A small and ancient book rested in his paws, and a pair of rarely seen glasses on the bridge of his nose. He'd cracked one of the windows to let fresh air in the infirmary, and rocked gently as he read.