According to the system's clock, after two hours and twenty-seven minutes, Will awoke to find himself borrowing Andrika's lap and thighs as a pillow, the tips of her fingers caressing his forehead and hair as a small campfire burned nearby.
"You recover quickly. That's good," remarked Mjrna, seated nearby on a felled log, holding and eating what looked like an undercooked, oversized leg of lamb.
