He nodded, and tilted his head to the side slightly, before telling his story, which was becoming easier to tell than it had been. When he had told Cerulean, he had had to tell it in bits and pieces, because he couldn't remember most of it. Now it took only an hour to get from start to finish, and he found he could now remember the arrow actually hitting, the spell going insane under and then around him, and the look of horror on everyone's face as he lost all control of the mess.<br/><br/>He looked down, and realized that Saarisi had slid closer during the story, now resting her head on her arm, which was on the bed, and Srakiss had pulled her chair closer, and was watching him, now only partially paying attention to the story. He coughed, bring both of them back to reality, and smiled as they jumped. "So, anything else? I can't think of anything, I think I just covered everything about me. How about both of you?"