"He rose with the sun on the first day and stretched vigorously, doing little else for the rest of the day, besides eating".
"He is very unwell my lady".
"I doubt he hears people when they speak when he isn't charming himself, and only pays attention to their mouths".
"It may seem as if he was leisurely sitting around but he did not go back inside, he laid on the grass only rising to eat".
"After that he worked until he was tired, and stopped to rest outside without coming inside, he takes directions well... too well".
"He slept underneath the stars at night next to the cart".
"It is as if someone places small goals in him and he doesn't know what it is".
Utaum links his finger and extends the scroll further.
"Here and here is everything he ate, all his hourly trends along with any changes to the wards I set around him".
"What do you think"? Heela asks after going over the scroll, twice".
