They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
Yeah, good idea. Thanks.
She closes the portal and waits for the soup and thanks the person who delivers it, and then - back in a couple minutes, probably, don't worry if I'm not - teleports back to her world, aboveground near the entrance to her cave.
Hey, she sends, gently.
Yeah, I'm fine. Spent the night with the Ñolofinwëans, met another one of your siblings this morning. You?
She waits a couple seconds, and then - what do you want, for now? I can stay with the Ñolofinwëans, I don't think they'll mind having me.
I know, I can't, you're out. This isn't perfect but it's real. I can't make it go away.
She takes a few seconds to calm back down.
That is the worst idea right now. Tonight, maybe.
When I went to the Ñolofinwëan camp, practically the first thing Findekáno said, before I'd told them anything at all, was that having two people who both need to be doing right by everyone we interact with living alone together was obviously going to do this. I don't want to care less - even if that fixes it it breaks everything else that matters - but we can probably figure something out, for when even the best thing isn't really good enough.
It's hard not to parse things you say that touch on the Enemy's favorite games to play with me without guessing when and how he's going to bring about that they happen. I panic when that happens. It's not you and I don't mind having you around.
Sigh. That's not the kind of solution I was hoping for. I think... does it change anything if I point out that when I get upset like that it's on your behalf, same as getting angry? They aren't even all that different, it's jut that one's aggressive and the other's not.