Pleading his case

“Let’s go inside and check on the injured,” she told him, starting towards the entrance. “There was wolf poison in the smoke. Everybody could be affected.” Before they could get inside the hall, Thomas’s voice reached them, groaning Eleanor’s name. Eleanor stopped and looked towards him. The smoke had dissipated, and she could see him lying on the floor a few paces away. Thomas had expected Eleanor to check on him because they had been together when the explosion happened. But when she recovered, she only cared about Henry. Henry, who hadn’t been near the blast site. She had completely ignored him, even if he had shielded her from the worst of the explosion. And now, she wanted to go and help others inside the hall while he lay on the floor with a back on his injury. He had thought the injury would heal quickly as usual, but it still hurt as much as it did right after the explosion happened. “Help me,” he called, looking at her. “I’m not healing.” She stopped and looked at him, then tu