You woke up encased in warmth. Training in Aretia had been particularly brutal the last couple days, leaving you rather worse for wear, possibly including a few rib fractures and black eyes. When Brennan had caught wind of this, he immediately gone looking for you. Once he found you, you were thoroughly mended and put to bed to recover. “You should still be sleeping.” He murmurs into your hair, pulling you closer to his chest.