There was silence between them and no one spoke much. The healer started feeling very sleepy. "I am very tired," he said. "I will take a small nap. If you feel that anything is wrong, you can wake me up."
Tasha's lips curved up. "Sure, and thanks for helping me."
"Okay!" he replied and then rested his head on the sofa's armrest. Within a few minutes, he was snoring beneath the blanket.
Tasha grinned. She picked up the tea and tray of pastries to take them back to the kitchen. When she came out, she walked to the healer and surveyed him for a few minutes. His snoring deepened. She bent down and poked his shoulder with her finger. The man didn't move or open his eyes. He was deeply sedated. He would not get up for at least half a day.
