Greg fell asleep before he could hear the rest of their argument. He could only remember the comfortable weight of someone's coat on him and the sound of Bork telling Felix to stop whining and bitching about everything else.
The smell of something cooking and the sound of joyful conversation woke Greg up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sun was shining through the cave entrance.
This meant that it was already morning. He was alive, even though his body hurt in places he didn't know it could, and his head felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
"The sleeping beauty has finally risen up!" Felix said with a smile as he poked something over the fire. "We kept some breakfast for you. It tastes delicious, but not as good as Lylia's cooking."
"I don't know if that's sarcasm or not because I'm the one who makes the food." Bork said while drinking his water.
