He laughed. "A feeling I am well familiar with," he assured. But it would be nice to have something to soothe that angry ache. All he had before was the earth floor, cool enough to touch that it could sooth sore muscles, or the hot baths.

He seemed content to sit on the couch and watch her work.

"Where do you come from? I heard you once speak of gods... when you last sought to heal me." He grinned at the memory. He'd been sure she was some messenger from the afterlife, sent to guide him to their shores.