Swith Witherward wrote:Swith stood up. "Bran, you okay?" She helped him stand again. "You're right. We need to see Giovenith."
She helped him back down the stairs, reaching out in search of the goddess' daughter and calling her name in the cosmic wind.
Bran rubbed his eyes and groaned. "I'm fine, you go get Gio. I need to prepare the chopper in-case we need to get somewhere."