Dated June 13th, After McKay's Party
They had found the abandoned hut easily and thankfully, whoever had occupied it before had even left a bed and some covers. After getting Austin settled, Brendan had gone outside to find Ronon dozing under a tree, rather than gone altogether like he'd expected. The walk back to New Atlantis had been quiet but amicable enough, with Brendan tossing Ronon the occasional, concerned look. He was grateful when they finally arrived at their hut.
"Sit down."
Brendan gestured toward Ronon's bed as he went to get the first aid kit from the other side of the hut. Not for the first time, it looked like it was going to come in very handy. Brendan got a bowl and filled it with water from a gourd as well, carrying everything over before he sat down in front of Ronon, who was currently holding Brendan's handkercheif to the bleeding wound on his neck and looking a little grouchy.
"Alright, let's have a look," he said, setting the bowl of water and the first aid kit down on the ground next to him. Hopefully it wouldn't be anything that would require stitches.
"Sit down."
Brendan gestured toward Ronon's bed as he went to get the first aid kit from the other side of the hut. Not for the first time, it looked like it was going to come in very handy. Brendan got a bowl and filled it with water from a gourd as well, carrying everything over before he sat down in front of Ronon, who was currently holding Brendan's handkercheif to the bleeding wound on his neck and looking a little grouchy.
"Alright, let's have a look," he said, setting the bowl of water and the first aid kit down on the ground next to him. Hopefully it wouldn't be anything that would require stitches.