Only The Strong Survive

Outlaw 
“Hah. You wouldn’t be able to keep me in bed 3 whole days” she argued. “Or make me get in in the first place”

Auberon
"Really?" Auberon rolled his eyes. "Yes I could."

Outlaw 
“An how so?”

Auberon
Auberon looked around for a minute. "Well, I could just clunk you over the head with something." 

Outlaw 
“You could. But I has hard head” she replied 

Auberon
"No, you're hard headed," Auberon replied, looking back at her. "Big difference."

Outlaw 
“Fine, I’m both” she replied, watching him suspiciously 

Auberon
"Yeah okay," Auberon mumbled, staring into Outlaw's eyes for a minute. The body will go into a coma if it's injured to save itself- I wonder if it's possible for me to put someone to sleep...

Outlaw 
“Uh oh” she mumbled. She recognized that expression. He was plotting up somethin or the other. 

Auberon
"What? I'm just thinking," Auberon mumbled, not taking his eyes from hers.

Outlaw 
“I know that look. You’re plottin somethin I ain’t gonna like” she replied, meeting his gaze and locking onto it. 

Auberon
"Naturally..." Auberon barely mumbled. He caught onto her breathing structure and her general blood pressure. Sleep... maybe... please...

Outlaw 
She stared at him. “You looney?” She demanded. “Cause You seems to me ta be outta it”

Auberon
"Shut up," he muttered. "I'm thinking."

Outlaw 
She chuckled. “Fine”