With the small amount of strength Zap had left, he took the nectar and drunk a bit, feeling warmth coursing through his body. His wings' glow returned slightly and he was able to cast more healing magic, finally able to close up his wounds. He wondered how the human was able to understand him, and speak his language. He was speaking Fae, or at least, he thought he was. His body shuddered and he sighed, closing his eyes again and feeling extremely weak.

"Need... Re... Rest..." he managed to speak, struggling to keep his eyes open and focussed on the human. His body glowed and he lost his form, transforming back into his small, Fae form. He gave in to the slowly enveloping darkness, falling into a deep sleep.