His heart was beating steadily and she'd be able to hear that. He was alive, most definitely. His body had just been overwhelmed physically and couldn't handle it. But, his heart was still strong. And somewhere in his head, he hoped that would reassure her somewhat.

His mother's craft was very strong and she'd made sure he stayed asleep long enough to heal. She had a vague idea of what happened to him and the mix she'd brewed was made special for the situation. She'd have to do a lot of shaking to get him to come awake.