Chapter Six - The Flight From The Broken Nest
"We'll never speak of this," Luise said firmly as she removed the hay from her hair, giving half a glare to Saito, who didn't move from his resting spot. Saito simply smiled half-dumbly, having slept soundly with a girl hugging his head -his classmates would be so jealous of him!
Saito hummed an agreement with his throat, and as Luise stepped outside for a breath of fresh morning air, he tried -and succeeded- in moving his right arm. His fingers twitched, and the pain had dulled considerably. His legs still hurt a bit, as if he were subjected to cramps, but he was reasonably sure he could stand up if he so wished.
He did just that, and hissed out in pain as his muscles burned from the effort. Clutching his knees, he took a few deep breaths, before wiping the tears away from the corners of his eyes.
His stomach grumbled hungrily, and as his left hand contracted against it, he groaned. He would have eaten a whole cow if only he could sink his teeth into it. The barn's doors opened a moment later, and as a steaming red Luise stepped through with a few mutters of 'uncouth barbaric farmers', she easily pushed into Saito's hands a wooden bowl with some sort of gruel inside it.
It took Saito's self-control not to wince, but as he held the bowl and stared down at the misshaped spoon -made of wood too- he looked at his right hand who was bandaged, and then tried to execute the 'puppy eye' look that made even his mother think twice before sending him to school all the same in a rainy day.
Luise faltered briefly, and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "You don't need someone to feed you!" she said hotly, "Just put it down by your side and use your left hand!"
"But-"
"We're partners, but I'm not going to feed you unless both of your hands are gone!" Luise exclaimed. "They already think we're together-I'm not going to give a chance for more misunderstandings! I'll never be able to take my vows if these baseless rumors make their way to the priests!" Luise's face was a cute shade of red, but Saito had already begun eating, or at least, trying to.
"The farmers are planning on heading to the nearby village to barter, and I managed to get us a passage. Hope you're up for it, because we're leaving tomorrow early in the morning," Luise said. "Enjoy the hay bed while you can."
Saito would have done just that, if it weren't for his entire body itching from having remained in bed for days. After eating, he tried most valiantly to stand up on both of his feet, and as pain rippled through his spine, he gritted his teeth and clenched his only responsive fist tightly. He took a few steps around the barn, while Luise merely dropped down on a nearby stack of hay and began to watch him walk.
After a short while, his muscles stopped screaming, and he could finally take more than a few steps in rapid succession.
"How does your ability work anyway?" Luise asked.
"You mean...this?" Saito brought up his hand marked with strange symbols. "It just did when you gave me the dagger."
Luise tapped her chin, half lost in thought. Then, she quickly stood up from her hay pile to rush for her bag, pulling out the dagger. "Hold on to this," she said, handing it over carefully. Saito frowned, a puzzled look on his face, but obeyed.
"Well, you're holding on to it. Are you feeling any different?" Luise asked.
"No, not really," Saito replied, "But-" he looked down at the back of his hand. "It feels like now I can do something I couldn't previously do. There's like this switch in my head-"
"A switch? Well," Luise hummed, "It would make sense not to make this thing permanent, or you might collapse after a short while. Even then-yes, it's terrifyingly useful. The problem with being a mage is always about having to chant, but that leaves the mage open to counter-attacks. Normally a familiar can harass the opponent, but a bird or a cat can do little. In that regard, you're already top-notch. Well, if becoming a nun fails, I can always set up shop as a mercenary. What do you say, partner?"
Saito smiled awkwardly, and Luise immediately caught up the reason for the awkward silent. "Of course, I meant while we're looking for your home," she quickly said. "I never go back on my word, what do you think? Brimir and the Gods wouldn't look kindly on me if I wished to become a nun and couldn't even hold my word."
"Thanks," Saito replied. "But I don't know. Mercenaries have to kill people, don't they?"
Luise bristled, and shrugged. "Then we'll become adventurers. We'll go hunting for treasures, kill rats, save damsels in distress-" here she winked at Saito and nudged him in the ribs with her elbow, "You scoundrel would probably like that. Maybe one day you'll even save a princess and get yourself a noble title."
Saito laughed. "I don't think so. My mother would have a fit if she heard something like that."
Luise's smile remained, but it was slightly bitter, "Well, aren't parents supposed to be like that? Always needlessly worrying? But, you know, it's not that bad I think." She looked sideways, "Beats not having any to begin with."
"Right-sorry, I didn't think," Saito said hastily.
"Nah, it's fine. If I got pissed off each time somebody mentioned their parents to little pitiful orphan Luise I'd be always pissed off," Luise said, rolling her eyes. "Now get over here-I think the bandage needs to be changed."
Saito walked closer to Luise, who patted the spot next to her. With her hands, she began to carefully pry open the bandage. "You should be thankful the priests taught me the basics. Germania doesn't have much in the form of Water Mages, so we make do." The smell of vinegar was strong, and made Saito's nose twitch, but as Luise wiped at the skin, she gave a satisfactory nod to her work.
"The wound's closed and it doesn't look like it's going to turn gangrenous. Cheer up, Saito. You won't lose your arm!" she smiled. "You can thank me whenever you feel ready." Luise puffed her chest up in pride, and Saito stared at the misshapen scar around his arm, where the wolf's teeth had dug in. There was some nasty red crust, but nothing that seemed dangerous.
"Thank you," Saito said, opening and closing his hand.
"And thank you," Luise replied, "For saving my life."
It was a peaceful silence that settled the reminder of the day, intermixed with meaningless words and naps.
Things really were looking up.