Rion dropped the soaked red shirt of his.
Wrapping his arms around the youngling,
Hopin that would warm him up at least a little..

" what were you doing in the water anyway?"
he asked wondrous

Jamie was soon sound asleep, unable to answer the other's question. He'd just been so tired, and now he was warm and safe. He didn't know how he was safe, but he was.

Rion sighed.
Feeling somehow happy
that Jamie hadn´t been all like - panicking
or so. .
He laid the youngling at the bed,
making sure he was covered in the warm duvet..
he picked up the wet clothing, pulling them across the back of a chair and
went to get a shower..

Jamie slept soundly, his dreams hazy. Even with all of Rion's help, it still looked as if he might get sick, but at least it'd be something minor like a fever or a cold.

Rion kept an eye on him.
Constantly checking up on him.
Lying to the ships private doctor was no good thing,
now if the realized that he himself wasn´t a doctor at all,
this would be embarassing..
He sat down next to him, a towell wrapped around his waist,
and his hair flat from the wet..

A while later, Jamie woke uup, feeling groggy and over all horrible. Where was he? He looked around a bit, finally seeing Rion. His eyes flew open, making a small strangled sound. Who was this person?

Rion smiled at him.
"you´r awake
he said gentle.
His hands resting in his lab.
Only wearing his glasses besides
the towell..

Jamie was freaked out, and maybe a little scared. "Uh... Where am I?" he asked hesitantly, with a soft voice. He shifted, for the first time noticing he was wrapped in a blanket. As he started to move it back, he realized he was without clothes, and quickly pulled the covers back around him.

"you´r in my cabin.."
Rion said calm.
Watching the youngling as he shifted.
"Im Rion..."
He said shortly with a kind smile..

Jamie nodded, hoping that this wasn't what he thought it was. 'Please Lord, don't tell me I got drunk and slept with a stranger, again.' he thought, looking over at Rion. "And... why am I in your cabin?" he asked hesistaantly, a faint glimmer of tears in his eyes. He really hoped he hadn't done what he thought he'd done.