After confirming his identity, Dorhud sighed deeply and pulled up a chair that was the right size for his height.
"Ezareth told me ye were dead, so I marked ye down as deceased in the records, but fixin' that's an easy matter. The real important thing is..."
Dorhud stared at me, or rather at my right eye, which I could not open.
"I won't be remindin' ye of the hardships ye went through. Just... I hope ye will get well soon, that's all."
I put my hand to my right eye, so I understood why I couldn't open it even if I wanted to.
There was something over my eye, probably a bandage.
I lowered my hand, but just then I paused.
My left eye locked onto my lowered hand as it slowly widened.
In the space where my missing fingers had been, I now saw new 'fingers'.
"W- what?"
Their color was slightly different from the color of my skin, a little lighter. Yet I could neither believe what I was seeing nor make sense of it.
