Despite his insistence that it wasn't necessary, Khel had been brought to the medbay anyway. At the very least, no one had tried gluing his skull back together. The pieces had sealed themselves once put into position just as he'd predicted. Still, now he had a rather large wrap around the upper part of his cranium, covering one eye socket and leaving the skeleton oddly unblinded. It was strange that he could see through the bandage so easily; then again, he'd never tried to blind himself.

"I am curious; what does thy writing relate to?" he asked coaxingly, stepping closer to the mortal in the cast.