471 - The Middle Way

I stared at him a moment, then buried my nose in my tea.  It was Haian tea.  Same as if Zinchaer'd set it in my hands.  What kind of help?

I… he… well, Surya had said… um. Any thought of what I truly needed went clean out of my head.

"I will read your healer's notes –" an okas speaking about reading something, so casually.  I had to blink and smile a little.  How quickly Arko was changing.