When his visitor had left, he stretched out on the bed again and shut his eyes with a sigh. He could ignore the mild lingering headache and go on about his day's business (such as it was,) but there was no pressing need to do so; the others would also be recovering for a time, and it wasn't as if he had duties to attend or a crisis to avert. That sense of aimlessness could be frustrating at times, even with Death helping to keep him occupied, but right now it felt like a blessing.
"I'm sorry if I worried you," he said to her quietly when they were alone. "That was precisely the opposite of what I intended."
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When his visitor had left, he stretched out on the bed again and shut his eyes with a sigh. He could ignore the mild lingering headache and go on about his day's business (such as it was,) but there was no pressing need to do so; the others would also be recovering for a time, and it wasn't as if he had duties to attend or a crisis to avert. That sense of aimlessness could be frustrating at times, even with Death helping to keep him occupied, but right now it felt like a blessing.
"I'm sorry if I worried you," he said to her quietly when they were alone. "That was precisely the opposite of what I intended."