“You hit your head pretty hard.”
He groaned heavily as he attempted to make out the face of the ellon before him, though the attempts proved useless for the time being as his vision was swimming, and his head was pounding with pain. He could make out long hair falling over his shoulders, and a vaguely familiar set of features...
“Tyelko..?” he groaned out, reaching a hand somewhat blindly towards the other, whilst his other hand felt carefully for his injury.


















