More attempts at keeping busy. Luitwin wasn’t around. It was the other fellow instead, Siegmar. He hadn’t slept well and he found himself agitated, mind worried over threats that the rational side of him knew weren’t there. He was on edge, stiff, but no one made attempts at provoking him. The working structure of the Sigismund was the only real comfort. His mind continued to wander but his hands and body had something to do and he didn’t disagree that Siegmar was fair. Mostly able-bodied, it kept him away from the patients as well, and their pained, angry, or half-crazed rambling. Later, he cleaned up, the man watching over him not leaving him alone for long. There was some underlying tension. Most people weren’t as at ease with him as Luitwin, or maybe he was giving off subtle signals for the others to be wary<br/><br/>“Everything was fine,” Ardnt told Luitwin when he asked. He didn’t tell him that he agreed that these walls were not the best place for a man like him. He was starting to feel a little cagey again and there were not any prison bars to hold him in.<br/><br/>“Mm, something to look forward to then,” he responded but his voice was flat. He wasn’t sure if it would just be one in the same. Luitwin left him to eat and he hardly tasted it. He wasn’t sure if that was a result of his mood or simply because the food was very mild. When Luitwin returned he considered his question.<br/><br/>“What if my head is clear and I am only trying to ignore what I shouldn’t?” he asked, an indication that he was troubled that night. “My wound is fine. Hardly been a bother at all today.” He craned his neck to see if he’d done any damage. He didn’t think so, not more than what was expected.<br/><br/>“And no, we don’t use things to mask pain usually. It makes men arrogant. Makes them forget what their mind is telling them. Makes men stupid and sloppy.” You gritted and soldiered on in Alriah and Ardnt had never had a wound fussed over so much in his life, one he obviously wasn’t concerned about.<br/><br/>“It will heal or it won’t. Your god doesn’t decide these things?”