Flashback (9)

“Sevir. Are you there?”

Sevir looked up at the curiously shifting old man in the bed, eyes closed but ears perked up. He slipped off the bed and pulled the surrounding curtain.

“I am here. I am alright.” He pulled out the orb and put it in front of himself and settled comfortably.

“What is that on your head if you are alright. And where are you? This is not your room.”

Sevir rolled his eyes, pain shooting around in his head as he did.

“I am at the hospital. There are people around me who can hear you. Watch what you say.”

RuIng eyes widened as big as his open mouth, “how…”

“If they can hear me, how…”

Sevir smiled. “I will tell you later.”

A small silence fell between them. Sevir watched RuIng struggling to come up with something to say properly.

“About that man who lit…?”