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Chapter 7
"How hard did you hit her, Bull?" CJ regained consciousness slowly.
"Not that hard!"
"She's been unconscious for two days!"
"To be fair, that's not all Iron Bull's doing. She had already received a couple blows to the head and was sporting a mild concussion." Solas. That was Solas. "His blow was just the one that caused it all to go downhill."
"She should have just listened when Boss told us to fall back. A good soldier obeys orders."
A snort sounded out. Sera? "She's not a soldier though."
"She'd either be a terrible or very good one." Blackwall.
"She's going to be very upset with you when she wakes up." Varric.
"The Herald has not awoken either." Cassandra. So Talon was there.
"Probably best that CJ did not awake before Talon found us." Dorian. "She may have killed Iron Bull for making her leave him behind."
"My dears, if you'd pay attention, you'd see that the object of your conversation has awoken." Vivienne. "Open your eyes, my dear CJ. Show our colleagues that you are indeed alive."
Slowly, CJ did as she was bid. She was lying on a mat, Talon stretched out beside her. Their group was spread out around the tent, watching with varying degrees of relief playing on their features.
"'s he 'right?" Her voice croaked and she grimaced as pain tore through her.
"He is going to be fine. Nothing our healers could not cure him of." Cassandra answered. "Your throat is going to be sore for a while. Don't speak too much. I will report to our advisors that you have woken up."
As Varric and Dorian took turns, informing CJ of what had happened after Iron Bull knocked her out, CJ determinedly refused to look at the qunari. He'd made her leave, and Talon had almost died.
"So what do we do now?" Her voice was scratchy and raw.
"We've set up a temporary camp." Solas answered. "To regroup and discuss our next move."
