Sigh. If only I had been able to let slip this little detail. Then maybe people would have listened to me.
He opens his eyes and looks very confused.
"What happened to you?" You demand.
"Err, what?" He replies, still confused.
"You died. Wolves slit your throat."
"They did? Oh wow, they did. Being dead is confusing you know, I'm sure I should have a body somewhere here, I bet this is the governments faul-"
"Shut up and tell me what happened," You say before muttering: "Stupid advlts."
"Oh, I don't remember very well, it seems so long ago. He was very nice and we were talking and we went outside and then I remember feeling my neck hurt and I looked down and I was bleeding. But the cut seemed to be not so smooth, I can't remember what did it. Then I fell over and I saw a wolf stomping and punching the ground pretty violently. And then I woke up here."
"Ok, you're still a stupid advlt but you're quite useful so I'll keep you around for a bit. You can stay under my pillow."
You roughly shove his head into your bundle of hay before lying down for a bit. Sometimes, advlts can be alright.
Alas.