Artimer woke the next morning feeling better then he had been. He saw Clairissa still laying near him, He watched her for a little while, in doing so he was checking her wounds, she looked a little battered still, but the majority of the wounds were healed. He unfolded his wings and examined them in the dim lighting, they were healed completely, and only had a slight ache to them, but it  was something he would be able to ignore for now.<br/><br/>He was hungry as he had not eaten in what he guessed was two maybe three days. His stomach expressing it's displeasure at being empty with a loud rumble. He lay there ignoring his stomach, his head tilted to the side as he lovingly watched Clairissa.