Ayen nodded at him without forcing himself to open his eyes. He let the warmth envelop him again. He relaxed once more and drifted to sleep.
This time, while he was still in a dreamless state and everything was vivid, it was not as painful as earlier. There was an aching surge from his core, but he could endure it.
Ayen let his subconscious drift somewhere deep within him. There was no anxiety and fear, though it was lonely... He knew he was not alone anymore, and everything would pass.
He knew that once he woke up, someone was waiting for him. They were there waiting for him to wake up and take care of him.
Khal and Devion did not disappoint him.
When he woke up a bit later, Ayen still did not know how many hours he had been unconscious, but he vaguely knew that it was more than his first unconscious state.
