weldaan woke, in his easy chair, "mur? why are you here?" älämurra, managerial, "sorry to intrude, i saw blood on the driveway and got concerned. let me see your head, please". "did you see the cat by your wall?" "what cat, weld? there was only pink snow where it looked like you fell. flies were buzzing around that".
"c'mon, let's see your head, weld". "um, bathroom first," weldaan got up, wobbled toward the restroom. älämurra grabbed his arm, steadied him, gently searched the back of his head, "hmm, not a scratch, but your hair's a mess of dried blood. ok, go do your business, then i'll help you clean up. i brought coffee".