Chan had woken up with the fever gone and even managed to sit up by himself, which was a bit of a surprise actually. Felix, feeling a lot better after getting some rest, was already picking up the silver thread as Chan woke up.
"How are you feeling?" he asked and Chan looked over at him, a hand resting on his abdomen. He was quiet for a second, furrowing his brows.
"I feel alright," he said and Felix nodded, walking over to him to help him back on his feet. "Did you get any rest? I feel bad for taking the only bedroll," he continued but Felix shook his head as he dropped down to roll up the bedroll.
"I got enough rest, please don't worry about me," he said, standing up. Chan gave him a long look as he slung the bedroll over his shoulder, tying it to his back. "We have to get going right away," he said and Chan nodded. Felix picked up his shoulder bag and then he grabbed Chan by the arm to gently tug him along.
The path in the forest was empty and the only sounds that could be heard were the ones of nature. The path was slowly getting wider as they walked, which meant that they were getting closer to the edge of the forest. As soon as they got out of the forest, it would be so much easier for them to blend in and avoid the possible search team that would be sent to find the dragon.
After about half an hour, Chan was walking by himself but Felix kept a close eye on him, his whole body on alert.
"Here," Felix said, breaking the silence as he pulled out a piece of bread from his bag. "It's not a lot but it's all we have right now. I could have gone and looked for more food but... I guess I needed that rest too. I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize," Chan said slowly, taking the piece of bread from Felix. "Are you sure I can take this? If this is all that's left, shouldn't-"
"You need it more than I do," Felix said calmly, focusing on the road ahead as the forest opened in front of them. Silence fell between the two of them as Chan ate. They continued to walk, pace slow and in the warm sunlight of spring, it all just seemed so peaceful. It somehow didn't seem like they were on the run from something.
"Can I ask you something?" Chan broke the silence and Felix took his eyes off the road, nodding a little and he waited for Chan to ask the question. "Are you a trained healer?"
"In human healing, I am," he said and Chan hummed. "My mother was the healer of the village I grew up in. She taught me everything she could before she passed away."
"I'm sorry," Chan said but Felix shook his head. "I didn't-"
"It's okay," he said softly. "Nothing can be done anymore and she's in a better place now. Time has healed that wound."
"Oh."
"As for magic," he continued. "I never really received any training in it, considering my mother is a human. I've always been able to mend small cuts but when my mother I..." he trailed off, biting his lip. "I left the village I grew up in, when my mother died," he said, shrugging a little. "When I lived in the forest I just... started practicing by myself. I'd say I know a lot about healing magic, but I do not have a lot of magic."
"What do you mean?" Chan asked, tilting his head a little.
"I just mean that..." He paused, unsure of how to explain it. "We all have this source of magic to take from, right?" Chan nodded. "Since I'm only half elf, I don't have a lot of magic so I... I can't do much with my magic. Which is why I can't heal you fully."
"Ah," Chan said softly, nodding his head a little. "That makes sense."
"Yeah," Felix said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm sorry I can't heal it fully."
"No, don't apologize," Chan said, shaking his head and a small smile stretched on his lips. "You're doing more than enough for me. I appreciate it."
