"Huh?" I looked up at him. I had been spacing out so much that his voice in my mind had startled me into gasping out loud.
"You look like a horse pulling a plow," he frowned with exasperation. "I asked you to guide his board, not to haul him along like that."
"What's the big deal?" I shrugged. "Like you said, he's not heavy. It's just easier to walk like this, and you know I would do anything for him."
I turned back to check on Corwin and found him asleep. "Poor Baby. He's so tired from his injuries that he's sleeping again."
"I magiked him a bit so he would sleep through the journey. I don't know if he told you the extent of his injuries, but most of his ribs are broken, and so is his right collarbone." Connor frowned.
