After their wounds were treated, the captain insisted on ushering the group into his cabin. He announced he was treating them to breakfast and then left to go prepare it.
That being the case, Colin didn't refuse.
Dim, yellow candlelight illuminated the entire room. However, judging by the light filtering through the window, it would be dawn soon.
"From now on, you need to prioritize your own safety, Orelia," Colin said, his arm wrapped in a bandage. "If something were to happen to you, we can't exactly expect a Half-Orc to take care of us, can we?"
The Tiefling, a bandage wrapped around her head, nodded lightly.
"Hey, don't just nod, Pointy Tail. What's so bad about me taking care of you?" The bleeding holes in Kase's body had finally been plugged.
"It's a matter of constitution, my friend Kase. A completely different constitution," Colin said. "Look at you, acting like nothing's wrong. You just don't understand how serious the same wound would be on a human."
