"Nothing," Atlan shot back. "I think the idiot tried to do something would've gone well beyond his strength if he hadn't been injured."

He knelt down by the bed again. "Let's get him out of those torn things and bind his wounds properly, berfore he wakes up and tries something else."

He was feeling better than he had in millennia. Finally, after all this time, he knew that it was only a matter of a very short time before he was going to go home.