He wondered, was he bothered? True, it was not likely that he would go back to sleep, but he was glad he was there. He had been thinking all this time ways to make up for what he had done wrong. Donations, working for the government – albeit not within them, and a part of him was frustrated that he couldn’t control his magic. How was he to undo his role in the war without magic. But magic was coming back to him. And redemption was within his reach.