He's very still at rest. Even by his standards, the wounds are pretty horrific, and this is after the healers have gotten to him. Still, she's allowed to proceed, and his arm is gently prodded, a healer whispering in his ear once his right eye opens, the left still too covered in scar tissue to do likewise. Still, a smile crosses his features.
"Svalin!"
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