Shael and Ashleigh recover Drake.

Holding the cup to his lips, Ashleigh requested soothingly "Just take a sip Drake."
Dazed Drake did as she asked. The feeling of liquid on his parched tongue brought instant pleasure to his exhausted senses.
He looked to the patuljak and reality came quickly - as did a sudden feeling of even deeper drowsiness.
"You" he snarled.

Slumped over on his side, Drake lay fast asleep.
Ashleigh chuckled, "He'll recover better after a solid sleep" she mused.

Shael knelt to check Drake's pulse, as Ash went to fetch him a blanket.
"He's fine" the half-elf smiled as Ash returned and covered Drake neatly, even tenderly.
"We'll leave him here, on the floor. Shez will deal with him in the morning. Zargor will be pleased to know that his apprentice is still alive."