"I could just wear it?"

"It's really no trouble to get you a blanket."

"As you say."

He comes back with two, in threadbare patched blue and threadbare patched yellow. "The pile is pretty picked over at this point, but the two of these together should be good enough. I'll have to see if I can get some more somewhere while I'm out tomorrow."

Blai nods and lays them out to sleep on.

"My tent is over that way if you need me, or if you change your mind about where you want to sleep; the one with the glow on top and Fharlanghn's symbol on it." And he takes his leave for the night.

Nope he is no way changing his mind about that with an invitation like that. He has successfully avoided that entire mess since That One Time In Seminary and means to keep right on avoiding it.

The camp is only moderately quieter overnight; a lot of the refugees were on different sleep schedules underground and haven't adjusted yet, and all of them are used to sleeping while other people are awake and not used to being especially quiet in deference to sleep. He's away from the worst of it, by the cookpots, but he can tell that it's quieter still among the tents.

There's a little bit of additional commotion on the edge of the camp in the small hours of the morning, but it doesn't sound like the night watch is having any trouble with it, whatever it is.

...this is not his fort, noise does not mean demons. Even if it were his fort, the night shift's job is to raise the alarm if they need backup. He listens for a minute but goes back to sleep if it doesn't change markedly in pitch or fervor.

Nope, they've got it.

It's early autumn, and the nights are starting to get long; he might be up before Raafi, even though the older man rises before the sun.

He's pretty used to letting his god wake him but if it gets noisy and he's had enough sleep he will wake up, again, and listen to the hubbub.

Raafi swings by to check on him shortly after the sun peeks over the horizon; a few people have gotten up to start breakfast or other morning chores, but most of those who slept overnight are still asleep.

Well, once the sun is peeking over the horizon he's in prayer, sitting up with his coat over his shoulders and his little dagger-and-wire holy symbol in his hands.

Raafi doesn't interrupt, of course, but comes by again in an hour with a bowl of porridge for him. "Do you want to come with me to talk to the Pelorians about our plans?"

Blai takes the bowl, nods, stands up and starts eating while they walk.

When they get there, the Pelorians and some of the refugees are working together to tear down one of the big hospital tents that's no longer needed in its current form. Raafi pitches in, helping get the poles taken down safely and the lines bundled up for their next use.

Blai is not familiar with tents but if he can do more good than harm here he will.

It's pretty straightforward, but if he hesitates very long one of the Pelorians will ask a question and point him to where the eldest of their number is winding the ropes they're taking off the tent into coils.

He can totally do that. Off he goes to coil ropes.

Raafi joins him as they get the last of the tentpoles taken down; there's plenty of rope still to coil and canvas still to fold. "They've got three more tents to take down, but since we're ready they'll take a break after this one. Have you thought about whether you want to come with me today? Otherwise I'll be using the teleportation slot to bring one of the refugees to one of Pelor's temples, but I don't know who yet, the Pelorians have been keeping better track of everyone than I have. I can leave the necklace with you while I'm gone if you want it."

"- if the wounded were all covered in the channel radius yesterday there's probably more for me to do in a city."

"It looked like everyone was fit to travel; they might want one more channel before we leave to catch anything that's lingering but I don't think it's urgent." He considers something for a moment - "I might stop by and see if I can pick up a second translation necklace, but I suspect it'll go better if I leave you behind for that, Lastai's temple can be a bit much if you aren't prepared for it. The Shining One's temple should be fine to host you for a little while while I do."

"...a bit much?"

"Well, she's the goddess of pleasure. They do all kinds of things there, if you wanted a music class I'd suggest them too, but they do cover the obvious thing."

"Ah."