Very carefully, I twitched one finger to see a tiny bit just how drugged I was. Bird-people have superfast metabolisms, so we process things like food, drugs, and water much quicker than regular humans.
In fact, I was hungry now. Maybe I should kill the doc for extra rations. I bit the side of my cheek, trying not to laugh at my own joke.
"She'll be out cold for another couple hours," I heard someone say.
"I don't want her to feel any pain." That sounded like the sad-sack doctor who had dosed me.

- Hawk, Chapter 38