"Morphine is a really, REALLY good painkiller," Colin says. "Dangerously good, addictive. But for nasty injuries, it can't be beat."

He smirks slightly, and he looks over. "I'll tell you what my sister tells the headstrong Mrrshan who say the same thing," he tells her. "A warrior's death is noble, but limited. A true warrior's death comes after a life of victory and meaning."

His smirk widens then. "But if you want to debate the afterlife, you're clearly feeling cooped up," he adds, reaching out to pat her. "Do you need anything?"