Something in the Rain (2)

The next day, Layla still managed to somehow convince him to eat the same sloppy gruel. 

Now fed, Luck sat upright in bed and simply started at the window to check the time. 

"8:00 AM."

Layla gave him a weird look but ignored him, technically there was no need for him to use the sky to check the time considering that there was a perfectly good clock in his room but he was quite bored. 

Due to his injuries he couldn't even move without proper assistance, and by assistance he meant he had to be carted around in a wheelchair.

Initially Luck had hated the thought of it but after hearing that his designated healer was meant to arrive in five hours the thought of doing nothing began to weigh more on his mind. 

"Layla, want to head outside?"

She closed the book she had been reading, an encyclopaedia of beasts or thereabouts and dropped it on the bedside shelf. 

"Sure, let me get a wheelchair."