The wound was still closed, uninfected and the bruising was going down with the judicious application of healing magic and potions and rest.

"No, he remembered before... maybe because he's that bit unreal." The kisses quickly brought Cole from his frightened and contemplative mood to smiling ever so faintly at the affection.

He sank into Dorian's embrace, hand coming to stroke over his chest gently. "She's going again. You're worried. And by we... did she mean me?" He didn't remember Dorian making a lot of noise.