Leesha crouches down at this and with confidence enters a code on the keypad.I hear a gentle hiss as the lock disengages, and then she opens the hatch door. Inside stone stairs lead down into a brightly lit corridor, walled in grey concrete. ?Inside, quickly!? Leesha says.Completely bemused I obey, tentatively placing my foot on the first step, and moving cautiously down. I will sustain a serious injury if I stumble while I can’t use my folded hands to break the fall. The floor is cool on the soles of my bare feet. Behind me, Leesha swings the hatch door closed and quietly re-engages the lock. On the stairs she overtakes me, and gently using my upper arm to support me she tows me along the corridor.?I know you’re tired, hon, but not far,? she says sympathetically, ?and then I can untie you, and you can rest.?Our journey only takes us a few hundred yards, but by the end of it she’s actually having to drag me. All of my physical reserves are spent and try as I might, I just can’t stay. ”“Why?” She asked between bites of her delicious Chicken Marcella which she let me have a taste of.“I will be healing her again.” The ‘again’ sparked her interest and demanded the whole story on how I nearly crippled her when I first arrived. She was not pleased with my story and called me ‘a low hanging dick’ for my actions. I agreed with her and told her so. That was why I made it a point to seek out and apologize to Sister Cynthia, with an offer to heal the wound I caused. I expected it to take all of our combined energy and knock us out for the day.Emily was still not pleased with me, telling me so at length.“This happened when I first appeared on this world, I was still learning who I was and she was hostile. I admit that I did something dumb and am trying to make up for it.” She grunted and her level of hostility noticeably dropped. For which I was glad, I liked this Sister and really didn’t want her mad at me.We finished dinner and had brandies while we quietly unwound. I paid.
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