Johan was tired.
So tired.
His bones still ached from the day before, and the lack of sleep hadn't helped to erase the fatigue Johan felt.
"Is this serious?"
The question came more dryly than Johan would have liked, but he was usually a bit irritable when he didn't sleep.
"Do you see anyone here making a joke of themselves?" Isaac asked.
But he himself had a mocking smile on his face, so his question seemed a little ambiguous.
And that made Johan a little more irritated than he already was.
The fingers on his left hand were already much better than when they had been broken, Johan felt when he flexed the fingers on both hands.
The pain was still there, but much milder.
It was only at that moment that Johan really stopped to think about how ridiculous and impossible it all seemed.
However, if his broken fingers were capable of regenerating in less than two weeks?
