Editing Chapter 2 (section)

==Willow Leaf’s eyes fluttered open at last.==

Zhou Wing was the only one still awake; Chow Bai had thrown himself in a corner, and even Toruna was sitting with her head in her arms on the door step.  

“Who...” she whispered.

Zhou Wing raised a single finger.  “Do not speak; you’re desperately dehydrated.  Drink this.”

With one hand he gently helped her into a half upright position, and with the other he tipped a shallow bowl of tea to her lips.  She grimaced with pain as the water touched her cracked lips, but she drank all of the medicine.

Wing refilled the bowl.  “You’ve had a rough time.  I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’ll last the night.  I’ve done all I could, but your body is simply too worn out.”

She drank again, swallowing feebly.  One hand stretched out from under the blankets.  Wing watched with some fear as it moved toward him.

“I did all I could, really...”

Her hand touched his own.  It was light, hardly any weight at all.  Her lips parted, and she rasped out, “Thank you.”

Wing turned his head to one side in shame.  “You should rest.  Sleep will make this easier for... you.”

She settled back into her bed, but her eyes remained fixed on him.  “If I am going... to... die tonight... can’t I at... least... be awake for... it?”

The physician covered her feverish hand with his own great gauntlet and nodded his head.

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