Teddybear

He took out one of the preserved strips of flesh and laid it out on an iron tray. It had died recently, so drawing the life back into it shouldn't ...

Kivvien went inside and got to work setting up.

"I may need a hand in the process of this spell, I'll let you know."

Kivvien shook his head and heafted the chest out the cart. "As you wish."

"Then I'll have him show me this note. It must still be wherever he put it."

"Have you since seen this note?"

"That is a matter that should have been discussed verbally. No reasonable person would just leave a note in that mess and expect it to be found."

"I very much doubt a poor mood can account for all of the problems with his behavior."

Kivvien made it outside with Hironymus on his heels and began picking out the supplies he would need, handing the occasional small thing to Hieronymus. "Your master is an unpleasant ...

"Then I will retrieve my supplies."

"A note." Kivvien shook his head. "Would you like to be returned to stasis then, if that was your goal?"

"So you simply left your creation to starve and your home, the place that stores your research, to decay?"

"To what end?"

"It is the 12th of Ress. I take it you meant to be unconscious for all this time?"

"What do you believe the date is?"