One Thump After Another

Fred considered saying that it hadn't been quite like that, but as they scrambled to their feet he realised that Astra might draw the wrong conclusion and think that he had had designs on her honour. "Er yes, I dreamt that I was taking part in a tug of war," he lied, "but it must have been you that I was tugging."

"Oh well, there's no real harm done." Fred wasn't sure that he agreed. He had several bruises, and the arm that had gone numb through Astra lying on it was starting to come back to life with excruciating pins and needles.

"I feel rested now," Astra went on blithely, apparently bruise- free. "But I'm even more hungry than before."

1. As if someone had been listening - and perhaps they had - food materialised in the room. (If their captor could teleport the two of them into it, then doing the same with food was presumably straightforward for him.)
2. "So am I," Fred said. (Though if he was truthful, that concerned him less than his bruises at the moment.)

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