jester

You were calmly walking home, but you were hit on the head with a bat, you lay unconscious for about two hours, somewhere you were in Jessier's tent, Jessier was sitting next to you reading a book, you raised yourself up on your elbows but collapsed back because of a sharp headache and Jessier tore himself away from the book and said looking at you
jester: oh, I'm awake, quiet down, darling, you need to lie down after the blow.
He got up and left and returned about 20 minutes later with a plate of vuks food in his hand.
(I wrote this in short, the lucky ones themselves)