[Editor's Note: Apparently I posted the rough-rough draft of this chapter, without reading first to revise for place holders or general errors. Take this chapter with a grain of salt. --Karak]
“You're sure you're alright to drive?”
“Of course he is! The anesthetic wore off half an hour ago.”
“The old man's right, Varrow. I'm fine. Mostly.” Em wobbled slightly as he walked across the room to his car. “Just...
