Xotiathon Round Two - Part One
“Ahh, you know, for once I don’t mind this,” Gal said, wincing as the last of her children latched onto her upper neck. She let out a pleased hum as the numbing agent started to kick in. “Feels nice.”
Her friend, who was helping her adorn, stopped what he was doing to look at her. “Okay...now I’m really concerned.”
“Don’t be,” she assured him. “This is a one time thing.”
Though he humored her with a laugh, the kolbi looked skeptical. “How’s your head?”
“Much better now.”
Her voice sounded rough. But it wasn’t too surprising. She’d been resting up as Slica had suggested and hadn’t been talking much.
Better yet, I’m not hearing voices.
That in itself was enough to put her in a better mood, though she was still apprehensive for what was to come. What would this next round entail? And more importantly, would she get the answers she desperately sought? S