A Short Ride

I do not know that I would ever call  Ahmad bin Susek a snake, but he was definitely some manner of reptile. At least, emotionally speaking.

"My friend," he said, "you are not impressing me by running alongside your lizard. Come, ride like a civilized person would."

I chuckled. "I find I enjoy the exercise. It has been too long since I just ran, rather than running to save a life. Usually mine, I admit that freely."

"You must be burning up your stamina." he said. "It is tiring me out to think it."

I took a running leap, one long enough to stretch out in. <1 > 

"I haven't had to fight for my life for two days, now, Ahmad. I'm well over half my health. I cannot tell you how good that feels."

He nibbled on his beard. "I have heard that you make healing potions. Do you have one?"

I pulled one from inventory. "Did you need one?"

"I think rather that you, my friend, need one. Preferably now."