tbo canon
Everything is calming down. Charlie drops to the ground, sitting, relief plain. He had just fallen asleep and of course two people were knocked unconscious just out of sight. And Senet had sprayed his tent with blood. He’s trying to calm down from a full panic.
Find something nice to think about.
Calm your breathing.
Ah, Thandi. There she is, looking so nice in her nightgown.
Nightgown.
Oh, gods, he savors that. Look at her!
He stares openly. Glances at the spray of blood on his tent. Wonders if perhaps he could just ask again if he could stay with her… just a little while… he clutches at his chest, small stinging pain there. Must be radiating from his shoulder, still tender from the fight a few days ago.
If only he could convince her to stay in Alleria. Or bring him with her to Faerûn. He’d absolutely drop everything in a heartbeat if she asked. The stab in his chest intensifies when he remembers they’ll probably be separated in the future. Forever.
That’s not helping the panic.
Think about other things. List herbs.
Yarrow, helps staunch wounds…