[The sole mercy is that Myr had been so exhausted he spent much of that wait sleeping, rather than hideously conscious and hideously anxious. Now that he is awake, though...
Well, he'd offered a meal. That's something to occupy his thoughts.
He locates his staff, his wormipede, and the rest of his clothing before replying,] I'll have something waiting
[He is, he soon determines, actually in his own cottage. That makes collecting simples for a quick meal easier, and he's shortly on his way to Everett's with a basket under one arm.]
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Well, he'd offered a meal. That's something to occupy his thoughts.
He locates his staff, his wormipede, and the rest of his clothing before replying,] I'll have something waiting
[He is, he soon determines, actually in his own cottage. That makes collecting simples for a quick meal easier, and he's shortly on his way to Everett's with a basket under one arm.]