Mixing sword with blessing
LANCE
The sound of food crackling over heat is making my mouth waters. And the smell made me intoxicated it brought out the hungry beast in me.
But I shake my head. Seven and Sam comes first. They will eat the food first. Before I get to have a taste. Magnus was the first to lay Sam gently down. He was careful, mindful of Sam's foot injury.
"Thanks," Sam said. Clearly embarrassed. He scratch his head and refuse to look at Magnus. If I was in his stead I would probably be embarrassed too. Especially when my dignity as a man is on the line.
Magnus acted oblivious about Sam's behavior and help me settle Seven down next to Sam's bed. She's sound asleep. Magnus gently drape the cloak on her shivering frame.
"Somehow I feel bad waking her up if she's sleeping peacefully like this." I said. Brushing some strand of hair from her chalk white pale face.
"Let's just let her rest. We'll set aside some food for her." Magnus said.