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Yes, but probably not startle me into yelling? Or cover my mouth or something - I assure you if I have a pox dream you're not going to manage to be more unpleasant than that in the course of getting me awake.

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Noted. Okay. Then yes, stay, I have good reflexes and will probably be sleeping lightly.

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Then I will spend the night.

Snuggle.
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That was - far less complicated than he would have expected, on every level. He fondly watches Kib fall asleep.

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Turns out Kib mumbles random words in his sleep all the time, not just when he is having a bad dream.

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He catalogues them to ask about later. Maybe something from the resurrection dreams. Maybe sleep-talking is another criteria to find reborn Kibs by, should they need them.

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Making oatmeal. Eating the oatmeal, reading the newspaper.

Putting together a puppet that will be able to hold a book and turn pages while she's in the bath because baths are boring.

She's drowning in fever and every twitch aggravates the gauze-packed pits clustered everywhere she can bend, every breath stretches the ones on her spine and if she screams the one at the hinge of her jaw boring a hole through her cheek will yawn open - someone's whispering, she can't listen, someone's putting a cloth on her forehead, begging her to hold still to relax to try to be distracted while he changes the bandages, she can't listen it's too much too much -
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And he wakes up with one hand over his mouth and the other on the back of his head pressing him into the pillows. Kib.

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Kib trembles. I'm awake.

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Maitimo releases him. You okay?

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Kib twists to wordlessly demand snuggles. It was bad. Once I wake up it doesn't hurt though.

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Snuggles he can provide. Can you not wake yourself up from the dreams?

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I don't know they're dreams while I'm having them. I'm just her, doing what she'd do because she's me and I wouldn't think to do anything else while I'm being her -

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Snuggles. I'm sorry. Uh, if you ever find yourself in horrible pain in this life you could attempt waking up, as a favor to future Kib?

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I'll try to at least think of it, but I don't know that it'll really help, if I'm going to dream through her whole life and it has a defined amount of pox in it, if future Kib pulls off being immortal and has to sleep through whatever happens to me in whatever size chunks...

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So do you think not even waking you up helps, you're going to have to live out the rest of that memory sometime?

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Yeah, I think so. ...I have no idea what it'll be like when I get to the part where she dies.

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Hugs.




I should get to work, I've been sleeping in a lot lately.
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Hug. Okay. How do I sneak to best effect from here?

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Did Findekáno not show you? My room's the safest place, there's access to the gardens and a couple different ways you can get around from there...

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Didn't know if it varied by time of day, Kib explains. Clothes time? Clothes time.

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Hair brushing and braiding time. A goodbye kiss.

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Mwah.

And out the window.
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That afternoon Maitimo finds him with his scriber. "Kib? When you have a minute I have a list of things I think might be valuable for your people and trivial for us, for the storefront. If it's right, I want to have it as part of the petition to the Valar."

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"Sure, what've you got?"

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