"How is he?" Nay asked as he stepped down from the main deck of the ship and looked to one of the few areas hidden underneath.
Normally, the entire crew could easily fit under the deck, even with all the cargo the ship was designed to carry…
But not in a scenario written by Theo!
And so, while all of the ship's crew had to grit their teeth and think about the payout they were suffering from, the entire lower deck of the ship was filled with cargo, three horses, and a small corner where Theo ended up resting on some piled-up blankets.
"He is stable, surprisingly so given the extend of his wounds," Ka'Lahr, the man whose job came to an end when the ship departed from the port, spoke while kneeling by Theo's temporary bedding.
"That I already noticed," Nay sighed, stepping closer before falling down on her knees and taking a closer look at Theo's state.
