Tristan woke up and stared blankly ahead for a few minutes before he slowly sat up on the bed.
He frowned, and looked around the room in total confusion.
"Have I been dreaming?"
He thought as his eyes darted around the room.
"Hey! you are awake!" Nita exclaimed excitedly as she walked into the room.
She climbed the bed to touch the back of her hand to his forehead, and he followed her movement in a daze.
"Finally, your temperature is back to normal". She said cheerfully and went back out.
"Am I dreaming?" He thought again weakly.
And she returned again with a tray. She dropped it down in front of him. It was a porridge and the scent from it made his stomach knot and grumbled painfully.
"I'm hungry". He finally said softly and she nodded at him.
"Yes, you are. Now let me feed some of this to you". She replied, and scooped some of the porridge into his mouth.
He ate every drop of it and fell back to sleep.
She stood by the bedside after he was long asleep.
