"One cooked fish will be coming soon then." He snorted as the gave Ver a stick to skewer the fish, while he ate some slices raw. He left quite a lot of portion for Verloren, and stared at the other boy as he cooked the fish. "And I'm serious about not letting you fly wiith me if you haven't recovered." He stick out his tongue, a bit of too childish gesture, but he hoped that enough to gave Ver some motivation to get rid of the fever. He sat down quietly as he watched the teen eating, Lu doesn't even try to bring any topics to talk about. More like, he doesn't have any. Sure, he could ask something about the humans now while they're resting. But, somehow, he doesnt want to ruin their peaceful breakfast time. So, instead of talking, he took a stick and went to draw patterns on the ground. Just to take away anything on his mind, really.

Once he's done with his small, artistic time, he sighed and glanced at the river. "hey, did I think too much, in your opinion?" He asked out of the blue. Wondering around if any creatures around his age was supposed to worry over every little things or not. "Like.. I tend to worry you once my eyes changed color." And now he looked at the teen beside hime, wanting an answer so he could at least fix his too much thinking habit. He doesn't mind to.change little by little.

Verloren didn't mind the silence while he skewered his fish and set it on the fire. The flame was rather warm so it didn't take long for the outside to turn crisp and crunchy. Though he was no expert on cooking fish, he was quite sure that if the outside was crispy flaky, the inside should be cooked well enough for him to eat. It took him even less time to start eating the fish, not really giving it any time to cool down. He was starving, having not eaten since before they left yesterday. While he wasn't all too fond of the taste, he didn't mind the crunchiness of the scales he should have peeled off nor the bits of fish that were still a bit uncooked. Nom, nom, nom.

He tilted his head a bit as Lu asked him a question. Though Ver just offered a small shrug, shaking his head a bit. "Honestly? I don't think you did. Its alright to worry about things. I worry about a lot of things, but I am just not very vocal about it. And, of course I worry when your eyes change color." He chuckled a bit. "It generally means something is wrong or you are upset. I don't want you to be upset or angry. Ya' know, I want you to be happy."

Verloren mumbled softly to himself as he picked at the fishbones a bit more, managing to get a small bit more of fish before tossing the bones right back into the river where the fish had been caught. "And I can imagine it might be difficult for us for a while outside of the city for a while... but it will be better eventually. You could try to be a bit more vocal about your worries, too."

"I see. I will..try to be more vocal then." He smiled. He was done eating so he doesn't have anything to do while waiting for Verloren. His body already completely dry and warm, the sun is also starting to get brighter as they spent too much time in the forest. He hoped that they could reach the nearest village before the sun is too high.

He remembered that he need to check on Ver's fever. So he placed his hand on the teen's forehead, and felt a slight warmer temperature than it was supposed to be. "Yeah, try to say that you can sleep it off one more time." His eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated to make his hand cold as a compress. At least to make sure that it won't get much hotter than this. He heard about human getting brain damages just by a fever.

Verloren let out a small huff as the dragon felt his forehead. He had a slight fever! Just a small one. How could he explain to his companion that he wouldn't die from a fever like this unless the infection got worse? He had completely forgotten about it almost, especially with the bandage on his cheek.

"I can sleep it off, though. Humans do get all warm though while their body is recovering from things, its just how it works. I'll be fine, I promise. See? Look at my ear, its not as red as it was before, right? Its all scabbed over?" Ver asks, turning his head carefully to give Lu a view of his ear. Which now actually looked better now that it had been cleaned and had medicine applied properly. Still a bit red, but not nearly as bad as it was before. He grinned a bit. "Humans wouldn't have survived this long if we died from a little fever like this. Its just how our bodies work. I kind of wish we had the ability to heal like dragons do though, it takes wounds like that arrow just a mere hour or so to heal, if even that."

He took away his hand after he's done with the examination. "Well, I wish so too. It would be mice if you could heal properly. But, well.. we can't do anything about that." He muttered as he glanced on his shoulder. He wonder if the arrow wound already gone by now, or not. He's sure that it will left a mark but judging at the no pain on his body at all, it probably healed by now.

"Are you good to get moving?" He tapped the not wounded side of Verloren's cheek a couple of time be fore he stood and yawned. He thought about getting a nap and maybe if they have any spare money, he should buy some books about medics by the time they got to their destination. And a map while they're at it. So they could know where are they heading, not just aimlessly passing from place to place. Lu learned how to read and write just like the other human child. Even though he didnt join the formal education at the school back in the Brume.

There's a light inside the bushes that was caught by the corner of Lu's eyes, and the young dragon turned around to take a look at it. Even though he's sure that it was just his imagination or something caught the sunlight and reflected it. But, still, he moved quite closer to the bushes and dig into the pile of leaves and branches carefuly so he won't injure his hand. After few seconds digging in, his fingertips touched a very smooth, ceramic like surface. Though he wasn't sure what it is.

"Ver, I found something weird in this bush. It feels like a ceramic, or..something with a smooth surface. You know, like those sparkly, round stones back then at the city. Uh, what was it called again?" He furrowed his eyebrows a he tried to remember the name of the things. The female in the city used it as a jewelry. It made from a stone and very expensive, but it's very pretty and sparkly like a glass or a mirror. He's even more confused by the time he almost caught the words from the back on his mind, making him forgot about the name of the stones.

After he reached the unfamiliar object, he tried to pull it out but something like a small chains seemed to stuck inside the soil. "It got stuck!" A desperate sigh came out of his mouth. He was so close on getting the object, but he should probably leave it alone.

"Yeah, I am good to get moving. I just need to put out the fire." Verloren quickly busied himself as he began to toss dirt onto the flames that continued to burn away at the wood that was stubbornly refusing to burn quickly enough to go out on its own. He wasn't paying much attention while Lu went digging around in the bushes, focusing on the flames that tried to move from under the dirt to avoid being extinguished.

"Ah, uhm... what? Necklace? Ruby? Emerald? Opal?" He answered, letting out a small hiss as the fire jumped once again. But this time he was quicker with tossing the muddy dirt onto it. And thankfully it was enough this time it seemed, to put the flames out for good. As he stood up, he quickly kicked over the black-burnt sticks that had refused to burn and smooshed them into the dirt while moving the rocks over it and the alike. Though he was sure not many people visited over here, he didn't want someone to find this, or have some animal try to eat the charred wood.

"Stuck? Huh." Ver scanned over the destroyed fire, nodding to himself a small bit before turning and hobbling over to where Lu was with the object he had found that was stuck. "If it is just a piece of jewelry or something, give it a good tug and we can get the chain or clasp fixed later. It is kind of weird for something like that to be out here, I suppose though."

"It's like it got stuck kinda deep." He muttered, still trying to tug the piece of chain from the ground with his strength. He hissed as the chain burned his palm because he pulled it with no gloves on, but he could careless. "Maybe we could sell it in the nearby village, in case someone threw it away. After he pulled, and pulled, finally he got the chain off the ground and he fell with a quite thud on his backside. Hands gripping tight to the object that he tried to pull off earlier.

It was a necklace, with a red, smooth gem on the center. A bit transparent, but not crystal clear. It does look like the gem have something like a thick, unmoving liquid like substances inside of it. Lu lifted his head to look at Verloren, as if asking what kind of thing that they've just found. "This is weird. Never saw this kind of thing back in the city." Then he stood to admire the small piece of jewelry in his palm. "Does it look like.. Um.. that red kinda stone? Ruby?"

"Ruby?" Verloren asked, slowly tilting his head to get a better view of the necklace Lu held in his hands. His dark grey gaze narrowed for a few moments as he stared intently at the strange stone. "You know, I have never seen something like that before either. And that is saying something, seeing as I collected stones when I was little. It looks like there is some kind of... liquid inside of it, almost. Maybe a tigers opal or something? I am sure there are all kinds of things out here we have not seen yet though... huh. Can I see it?"

Ver asked, holding out his hand for the stone, though after a moment he lifted his hand up to lightly scratch at the bandage that covered his face. It was feeling better, but he was still warm to the touch, even he noticed now with his own hand after just brushing over the side of his face that was not covered. Maybe his fever was a bit worse than he expected. Ugh. Though it did faintly pop into his mind that the guards of the village did use special arrows sometimes. Arrows dipped and crafted with special metal and herbs that could cause problems for those hit with them. It didn't effect dragons, for obvious reasons. As no dragon would leave behind their rider, so if they got the rider, the dragon was not a problem unless it enraged. UGH. Why had he not remembered that sooner? The effects wouldn't last too long, but if it interfered with the healing of the wounds and caused his once small fever to get worse...

"You know... I know you said you wouldn't carry me on your back until we went to the village, but. You might need to carry me there anyway. At least until we are in walking distance of it. My fever is getting kind of worse. We should, uhm... get going to start looking for that village as soon as possible." Ver dropped his hand from his face and frowned a bit. "It wouldn't be a good idea to stress myself too much, or it could get a lot worse."

"Probably it's a good idea to go and ask people about this. Might be valuable." He shrugged and after he watched Verloren who went to scratch his wound, again, he placed the necklace inside the bag. That might be a good idea to let Ver sit on his back while they fly closer to any nearest village. The wind could cool him down for a bit, they just need to make sure that they will stay in the shadow, or they cover might blow. He glanced at the river quite a while, and then he turned to look at the feverish rider.

"Do you think we could drink from the water? You haven't drank anything since yesterday, I'm surprised that you don't say anything about getting thirsty." The young dragon crouched to rummage at Verloren's bag, and he found an empty drinking bottle. He wondered why Ver didn't bring any water with him, or he probably forgot about that because he's too excited when they made the sudden plan. But, oh well, probably the river water won't be too poisonous even for human. The fishes could live there, and the water looks very clear too. That won't kill him, Lu was sure about that.

After he took a bottle full of water, and placed it back inside Verloren's bag, he quickly transformed into a dragon and lowered himself enough so his rider could get on without many difficulty. He could help Ver hoist himself up with his wings and tail.

"Sorry." Verloren mumbled out, merely allowing Lu to go about as he pleased. He wasn't really thirsty, oddly enough. Even with his fever, which was strange. He should need to be drinking a lot of water right now. But then again, it could have simply been an effect of the poison the arrows were coated in. He suddenly wished he had been able to stay and study them a bit more, maybe he might understand how to deal with all of it a bit better... being poisoned like this was absolutely a dreadful thing. He was just thankful that dragons were immune to it though. He wasn't sure how well he would deal with Lu being sick like this. Could dragons even really get fevers when they were this young?

Verloren seemed to be in a bit of a fog as he climbed onto Lu's back once again, carefully avoiding catching himself on any of the dragons scales or spikes. Thankfully he didn't need the dragons help to get on his back, it would have been just a bit embarrassing in all honesty. At least for Verloren. "I imagine that the village is probably somewhere in this forest, or just past it, away from the city." He nodded lightly, pointing down river. "Since the river is here, I imagine they made the village along side the river so irrigation was easier."

"Probably. I will follow the river, hope we could find the village anywhere nearby. You, just try to get some sleep to get rid of your fever. At least rest it off. I will keep you save, I promise." Lu said with a bit of concern in his voice. Right now, he flew along with the tree shades to avoid anyone noticed them because he's a white, eye-catching dragon. It would give them a very hard time if they got involved in a combat with Verloren's condition right now. That could endanger the two of them, and he don't want to risk anyone losing their life. The sight won't be pretty and it would leave a bad taste in Lu's mouth.

While flying, Lu realized that he never once hurt a human. Not even kill anyone. When they practiced back there in the city, they always used a dummy, or another dragon as sparring partner. Humans are not allowed to train with other dragons except for their own, not as a partner, or an opponent. The elder said something about a human getting murdered after the training with another dragon, and apparently, dragons cannot control their lust for killing anything that get in their way. Lu doesn't want to be that kind if dragons. Well, his life is filled with fear and nothingness, except for Verloren, who was his everything.

Lu's red eyes glimmered as he saw a sight of houses just right a few miles infront of them. He lowered himself to the ground slowly, carefully so Ver won't fell off his back. And just as they're close enough to the village, he turned back to his human shape. He caught Verloren who was slipping off his small back, and helped him-more like carrying him-to the village gate.

Verloren didn't need to be told to rest, it was easy enough for him to slip into a very light slumber while the dragon carried him off down the river. Or to wherever, honestly. He wasn't giving it much attention. His eyes were too heavy to bother any more, or to really focus on anything. Though what he found in his light slumber was not very comforting.

He could hear it very clearly, his parents talking in the other room. They never argued, not aloud, not in front of people, not even in front of him. They only discussed things when he was supposed to be asleep. It was something that he had learned when he was only a few years old, but at the age of five, he understood very easily as to why they never discussed anything in front of anyone. They were very malicious towards everyone but themselves, him, and their dragons. They were never kind when they spoke about anyone else in the city, and tonight was no different. They were talking very heavily about how badly his fathers dragon had been hurt because of someone's stupidity and how stupid it was that the entire wing was broken.

But he was still so small back then, he couldn't stay awake much longer to listen to his parents talk. But he knew something was strange the instant he woke up the next morning. There were strangers in his home, going through things, shaking him, asking him questions, asking him where his parents were, where their dragons were. He didn't have answers, obviously. He was only five and now in tears. Just where had they gone, his parents? And why did they leave him behind with only Lu?

Ver jolted awake though and gripped onto Lu tightly as he was sluggishly brought along, mumbling something very faintly about his parents before his eyes drifted closed once again. Though his legs still moved, sort of. He was kind of functional, but at the same time, not really.

Lu slowed down as a village came into his line of sight. It was a small village, but a bit crowded, and he could saw merchants here and there. As far as he noticed, it's a lively village, maybe they could find an inn, or some place they could stay until Verloren is fully recovered. He turned his head and saw his friend face contorted unpleasantly. And as he felt a sudden grip, he knew Ver is not having a pleasant dream.

When they're close enough to the village, Lu lowered himself down between the trees carefully. Making sure Ver won't fell off his back. Now, he just need to figure out how to transform back without waking this feverish rider. He fumbled a bit with his wings, trying to keep the teen still on his back. It might work. By the time he transformed back, Verloren would fall right on his small back, and he just need to balance himself as Ver was heavier than him.

He tried the method he's been thinking and of course, it worked as he planned but he miscalculated how heavy the human child is. He fell to the ground with Verloren on top of him. "Great. Now I really have the urge to do some weight-lifting." He huffed and pulled himself back to his feet.

"Ugh. Lu." Verloren managed out between a small breath and a tired sigh. "Just... let me get up."

But the young man fumbled with his words, not even really noticing he had dropped onto the ground. He just kind of lays there for a few moments, slowly lifting a hand up to grab onto one of Lu's arms and give him a small tug. "I can do this. Just... give me a few minutes. It will be suspicious if you try to do it. I can at least pass it off as I am just really sick."

Ver was probably right about that, though. People outside of the village, he had been told, were not familiar with dragons like they were. And Lu still wasn't well versed in the ways of humans, either. Keeping that thought in mind, Ver stubbornly pushed himself up onto his knees and then onto his feet. It didn't take him as long as he thought it would, his willpower to find an actual bed suddenly hitting him upside the head like a sack of bricks. An actual pillow would be nice, with blankets. He did pack enough, but not enough for him to be surviving this poison. Ngh.

"But, you barely can walk." Lu replied as he took Ver's hand and try to help the taller boy to get up on his feet. "At least let me help you. Here, lean onto me." Lu carefully wrapped his left hand around Ver's waist, holding him still so the teen won't have to fall again. He also slung Ver's hand around his neck and let the boy leaned on him. They need to walk to the village, ask for help or..maybe a doctor.

If they're lucky. They village would accept travelers, as they have a lot of merchants inside. With a bit of difficulty, Lu managed to walk and approached the village's gate, where some elder woman looked at them in panic.

"Oh dear! You two looks horrible? Did you got attacked on your way here?" A woman in his forty ran to them and helped Verloren to walk. "He's a bit feverish, eh? We got a doctor in this village. And you can stay at my Inn until he recovered."

How nice of her. She didn't even ask for their name, or what kind of people are they. She just went to help them and even offer a place to stay. Maybe this village won't be so bad after all. "Um, I think, he got poisoned. I tried to treat the fever but..it came back even worse in the morning." Lu explained while they walked to the Inn, not far from the gate.

While they're getting inside, the woman led the boys into a vacant room with single bed. She helped to move Ver to lay on the bed, and then she went out. Lu heard her talking about medicinez and herbs, and he also could hear her argued with a man that doesn't agree with her decision to bring a complete strangers into the village. Well, that's true. They might be dangerous for anyone. But, in this condition, all Lu could worry about is Verloren.

Everything was a blur for Verloren until after he was placed into the bed. His head hurt and his fever had gotten quite worse. By now his ear was throbbing as well and so was his cheek. But thankfully they were not in such as bad as a condition as the rest of him.

"Ugh... Lu... just keep it safe, okay? Don't say anything too weird." Ver managed out in a breath before just shaking his head a bit, slowly tugging off his gloves and kicking off his boots to the side of the bed. He was gross with sweat from his fever, but right now he couldn't help but be kind of happy to be in a bed once again, even though it wasn't the most comfortable, it was a bed. Actually a bed that was much better than the one he had back at his home, sadly enough. The pillow was much softer and the bed itself as made of some kind of very strong, but soft feathers with a cotton sheet over it... it was nice.

"If... If I don't get better or something weird happens, you run though, you hear me?" Ver mumbled out in a very soft voice, turning his head to look at the small dragon beside him. "I kind of wish you were bigger already. But, I am glad you are still this small... its kind of nice. We only need one bed at least." At this point, he seemed to just be rambling as he lifted a hand, starting to scratch at his ear and cheek.

"What are you talking about? Stop being pessimistic, it's just a fever, okay? The woman from before said she could help." Lu caught Ver's hand and prevent him from scratching his wound. He looked sweaty and the dragon will need some water and towel to wipe it off. He wants to be a bit of help. "Stay here. I'm going to ask if I could find something to wipe your body. Or better, getting you into a new, fresh clothes." He gave a soft pat on Verloren's uninjured cheek and then, the small dragon went out if the room.

He saw the woman from before and asked for a towel and basin. When Ver get better, he should probably go out and ask around about the gem they found earlier. Maybe the merchants know something about how much it could sell. He felt bad though, about selling something that wasn't his. What if its owner still looking for it?

The woman told him that there's a couple of towels at the back room, along with the basin and a well. Perfect. He should rush there and get back to Ver's side.

While Lu was away, a girl in her fifteen came into the room with a basket full of herbs in her hand. "Um, mr. Traveler, how are you feeling?" She asked. Her voice was soft and not trembling at all even though she's talking to a stranger. Her hands mixed few of the leaves and grind it in a mixing bowl. Greenish substance came out as the herbs were crushed.

Verloren wasn't comfortable the moment Lu left his side, but he couldn't find himself to say anything to stop the small dragon from running off. Or well, couldn't make himself say anything before the other had taken off, anyway. The poison was working its magic, he realized, maybe a bit too well. He worried horridly at what trouble the other might get into, or what if someone discovered what he actually was? Ngh. Just that thought alone made his skin burn with worry. Or maybe that was the fever. Probably both.

He was vaguely aware that a girl had entered the room, it wasn't until she spoke that he even really opened his eyes to look at her. A very faint smile formed on his lips, but he offered a small shrug. He wasn't entirely sure how to answer, he was feeling a lot of things at the moment. On one hand, happy. They were out of the city and probably safe for the time being unless something else happened. But on the other hand, upset. They had just gotten away and he just -had- to go and get infected with the poison- wait. By how was he feeling, she probably meant physically. He suddenly shook his head.

"Kind of like my insides are trying to rot." Ver mumbled out, sucking in a sharp breath before he closed his eyes. "My companion said something about you all being able to help...?" His voice was starting to sound a bit groggy, especially now that he was in bed.

"I see. I will put this..um..herbs over your wound after I clean it okay?" She took a damp towel from the empty baskin he brought and cleaned all of Verloren's wound gently. Making sure to stop if the young man winced from the stinging pain. She lifted her head and stared at Ver with her lavender colored eyes, and then nodded. "We often help travelers that came out from the forest. Mostly, they got poisoned from the beasts inside it, or from any plants in the forest. We are..used to it by now. Like, helping people is the part of our life now." She offered a wide smile.

She dipped her fingers in the mix that she just made earlier, and carefully spread the green gel like substance over Verloren's wound. "Your face will felt numb but it's okay. It will be gone in a hour when the herbs are done neutralizing the poison inside your body. You just need to wipe away all the sweat before you catch a cold." Then her cheeks flushed pink as she darted her eyes away from Verloren. "I can't help you on changing clothes or wiping your body, but, I'm sure your companion are capable to do that." As she heard rushed footsteps coming to the room and then she excused herself. She left some bottles of mineral water on top of the desk, along with a pot filled with soup.

Lu moved away from the door as she went out, not wanting to block her exit, and after that, he went rushing to Verloren's side. "Are you okay?" He placed down a bucket filled with water on the floor, and he sat down on the chair. Towels piled on top of his lap as he wanted to wait for his partner to get used to the medicine. Maybe he should.. change Verloren's clothes first.