Recovering.
After two weeks had gone and Conrad hadn't move from his bed over Blood Pledge Castle and he kept on staring at the necklace Lady Julia had given him, Yozak had had enough.
He opened the doors, practically bouncing, arms full of arms and reports and threw them over the bed. That, at least, had some reaction: Conrad looked up at him, startled.
"Yozak."
"Good! You still remember my name!" He said with a grin, picking a sword that was in need of a good polish. "I reckon you've sulked more than enough for the next two decades or so, and there's stuff that needs to be done and we've not enough hands for the moment. The reports are about the new recruits, so that's kind of urgent. The sword too, or we won't have how to train them."
"Yozak, if this is some kind of joke..."
"Sorry, Captain. I'm deaftone to whining. If I've time, I'll come to pick these up myself." Yozak said, shrugging, turning to leave. "Oh, and before I forget... if your head is out enough of your ass for you to hear: Ulrike-sama has sent a message that she wants to see you over the temple."