Time stretches on long enough that Henry has settled into a nap, his purring eventually fading out as he curls into a circle next to his bedridden master. When Abysa decides to take a break from his healing, he looks down at the feline fondly before letting out a tired, small sigh.

"There is so much to be done... But I suppose the eyes in particular will need special attention." He mumbles to himself.

"Micolash, are you awake still?" He says, clearer now that he is addressing his patient. Henry's ears twitch at the sound but remains in kitty dreamland, whiskers twitching just slightly.