"Yes, quite a pretty shade of green, maybe a sort of camouflage in the woods? As long as your armour stays a shiny silver it will suit you well. Oh, errrhm, ever thought about drying yourself? I don't know why, but you're a bit wet and if your armour gets rusty.... Even the green camouflage won't hide you from enemies if you creakcreakcreak into their direction.." I stifled my laugh and looked at him closely and then used R&P on my palms so the smell ceased at once.
"Headache, hm? let me see what I can do. Hey, stop moving, keep quiet, Jolie," I put my palms on his temples and gently tried to massage them, moving over to the back of his neck after some time. "Relax, comrade, your muscles are as tight as a stone."
Ah, I had found the right spot! A quick severe jolt with my thumb and I felt the imprisoned nerve jumping back into its position.
"There, this was the cause of your headache. Now, go back to sleep, Wolfy is here to protect you, don't be such a sissy. You'll still be able to take a nap, it's dark."
Jolie squinted nervously at Wolfy, who - I have to admit it - displayed his large white teeth in a sort of provocative manner.
"Wolfy, close your mouths, stop it - no one is impressed."
Turning back to Jolie who was feeling uncomfortable in his wet armour I used Rinse and Purify quickly and noticed with relief, that no bad side effects had occured. Cupping my hands around his temples again and humming a tune under my breath, I was able to put him back to sleep again. I kept on crouching next to him and watched his breath, this guy was giving me a headache!
Oh, Mighty Mage Freud, where are you, when I needed you most? Who was Freud???
