Curufin's eyes were closing. The healing hadn't been unpleasant, much to his surprise, but it had taken its toll on the Elven-warrior's energies, and that was on top of the shock of injury and blood loss, and what it had taken for him to stay on his feet long enough for Maglor to get him to the Clinic. (Not to mention all that energy he had put into talking. He never could keep his mouth shut!)

He drifted as Will put the dressings and the bandages on, but he made a small catlike motion with his chin as the blanket was drawn up to his neck. Nice, warm. . .

Safe to rest, now.

Still, one more sentence and a soft chuckle from Curufin. "I'm quite sure of that." Adrenaline junkies unite! Next time, he'll try to get a limb ripped off so that it'll be more of a challenge for Will. XD

And then he plunged into sleep.