"How are you feeling?"
"Any pains anywhere?"
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Do you still remember who I am?"
"Count to ten for me. Slowly and deliberately."
"Jel, you are really Jel, right? My Jel? I missed you so much."
"Now this is not what I expected to be greeted with when I saw you all." Jel chuckled, still nestled tightly in Osbert's embrace. "It is nice to see you again too, Osbert."
"Where did you go off to anyway?" Jorod asked, very curious about what this man might have to say for himself. "You were gone for so long."
"I apologise for my delay," Jel said, with Osbert still clinging to him as though letting go of him for a second would kill him or something like that. "I was talking with someone about something."
"In your head?" Nil asked, raising her eyebrows at the man in front of her. "Well, whatever. You do seem like that type."