The lift slammed open and Terel and Pela came running out. Terel had a med chair with her. “Damn it, you have always been the worst patient. Why do you think you were in that bed? For my health?” Terel didn’t even give him a chance to respond. She bustled him into the chair, then pulled him back toward the lift. “Apparently, I have been very bad and annoyed the good doctor. Again.” He flashed a very Deven grin and waved to everyone on the deck. “Please come visit me in her dungeon.”
