After Griffon fed the water, he asked her softly, “Do you want more?” Taya shook her head lightly, just in time to see burn marks on his knuckles. She raised her eyes to look at him. “Your hand…” Griffon curled his fingers slightly to avoid her sight before reaching for a clean towel with his other hand to wipe her lips. He didn’t answer her, so Taya decided against asking more questions. Then she looked around the ward. “How long have I been in a coma?” Griffon replied after ...