He must have dozed off, sitting on the ground in front of the village campfire, when Adhom poked him on the shoulder, startling him awake. He blinked when he realized that the Amira's tent was quiet, and that somebody was walking out. He stood up just as Astor opened the flap and stepped out, seeing him and the taller man waiting.
"I've dressed the wounds and sewed it shut, and I've given her some anti-venom." Astor told the two men, "The poison is still in her system, but she'll need to flush whatever effects it'll have on her on her own."
"So she'll live?" Adhom asked, as Fenris' throat was still constricted from fear.
"Aye. She'll live." Astor said, pulling on his belt, "A bottle of the anti-venom twice a day for a week, lots of water to flush out the toxin, a month or two of recuperation, and she'll be back killing slavers, Vints and Tal-Vashoth." He laughed out loudly, "I may not be the best healer in Thedas, but I'm a damn good one."
Fenris sighed in relief at the news, and Adhom patted him reassuringly, making Astor grin. "Got your knickers in a twist with worry eh? She'll be fine, don't worry. But now I know something you don't though."
The two men looked up in shock at the healer as he laughed out loudly, cupping both of his hands, "She's got a great rack, you know. With tits like those, I'm surprised neither of you have never…"
A gigantic fist slammed hard at Astor's face, and a spot of blood tainted Fenris' shirt as Astor got on the ground, his nose broken and bleeding as he clutched it in his hand. Fenris looked up at Adhom to see the man's face full of anger, his massive fist balled, Astor's blood tainting his knuckles red. At the sight of the taller man's fury, Astor clambered up, taking his basket with him, and heading up to his tent, swearing under his breath.
"That… felt good." Adhom told him as he lowered his fist, looking down at his palm to see if he had cut his hand on Astor's teeth.
"I should think so." Fenris told him as he watched the man blunder away, "But it seems you deprived me of the pleasure of kicking his arse myself."
Adhom blinked as he looked down at Fenris, before chuckling and nudging him with a shoulder, "If he pulls that sort of stunt again, elf, you'll get your chance."
Fenris lips curled upward, smiling up at the taller man, and he thumped Adhom on the back, like a comrade. The flap to the tent fluttered, and he blinked when Amira's blind eyes seemed to look at them, "What was that about?"
"Astor was being a dick." Fenris said nonchalantly, making Adhom blink and laugh out loud, "Adhom handled his ass with his fist. He's mad, but I doubt he'll disrespect Unie any further."
"At least not in our presence." Adhom nodded, making Fenris grin. Elder Amira shook her head, but she was chuckling, "Serves him right, I say. I couldn't see his face, but I'm sure I could hear him slobbering over Unie when he was healing her. Thank you for that." She turned her blind eyes towards Fenris, "She is asking for you, elf, but do not tire her. She needs rest."
Fenris nodded, and Amira steeped out of the tent to give them privacy, and she took Adhom's hand as the taller man led her towards the center bonfire of the camp. He entered the flap of the tent, the lamps illuminating the usually dark room, and he saw Unie on the fur-lined cot. He silently walked near her and sat down, noting that even though she was pale, her breath was deep, her chest rising under the blanket.
"Hello, Fenris." Unie said weakly, blinking up at him, her eyes red, but there was a spark of life in them, making him smile. He bent down closer to her, using the backs of his fingers to draw away the hair on her face, "Hello, Undine."
She smiled, a little weak, "Remind me to… always take you with me… during raids… from now on."
He chuckled, "I thought you said that could handle it."
"Smart ass." She told him, and he chuckled again as he brushed his fingers against her cheek, and she sighed, "I'm so… tired."
"Then you should rest." Fenris told her, "Amira said you need it so your wounds would heal."
Unie blinked slowly, and Fenris watched as she tried to raise her arm, but in her weakened state, it flopped uselessly on her neck, her fingers outstretched to reach for his hand on her face. "Stay… with me…"
Fenris stilled, his breath caught in his lungs, and he felt something twinge on his chest. Unable to help himself, he moved, carefully lifting her head so that he cradled it in his left arm, his right arm wrapping around her chest and shoulder to avoid the wound on her stomach. "Always…" He told her, laying his lips against her temple, and making her sigh as her eyes fluttered and she fell asleep in his embrace.
