This one is an itty bitty one, and they will get longer, promise!
She always hated this part. The recovery seemed tougher than the healing. And it took days, especially after one like she had just accomplished. So much bruising and damage. What had he been involved in? How had he withstood the pain long enough to walk down the Stairs? That was never easy for someone hale and hardy. Amazing. Some day she would ask to hear the tale.
Most people did not realize it, but she was generally aware of a good portion of the activity around her, even though she appeared to be deep in sleep. The pair now sitting by her bed was equally clueless. She could not move much, but she could hear and comprehend. She drifted in and out as she listened to their talk. Naya had almost laughed out loud when the one named Bofur had asked if they should undress her. The one she had healed, Thorin, was definitely flummoxed by females. It was a wonder that they had been able to give her water. Bofur at least seemed to have some idea of nursing an invalid. Just wait until she had to make some of her other 'requests' of Thorin. It was going to get interesting….so much for being bored!