“Sun... Sunday. After Divine Worship,” Columba replied. “What happened to me?”
Helena and Fairbairn gave Larkin the “Should we tell him?” look. He gave them the “Need to know,” look.
Helena smiled. “You were infected by a germ, but you're fine now. Clean as a Whistle. Columba looked all around at his surroundings. He had been in Eversham's jail several times that year for brawling, usually in defense of his family's honor.
“By St. Loy! What will Amphelise say if she found me here?” Columba asked.
“I'm sure she'll understand,” said Simon. “I will speak to Alister to have you released shortly. But we will need your help to clean up the mess in the tavern.”
“I would be grateful of that,’ said Columba. Simon and SG-24 left the cell.