Spite climbs down Mahan and back up Imrainai.

He's capable of killing arbitrary amounts of people and animals with some kind of magic. There may or may not be a range limit but if there is it's pretty far. I have no idea what his materials are. He could kill everyone in this city at any time, although it's possible that a few places like the college and the library or the undertaker's might be able to oppose him. He's not going to do it because he thinks trying to farm by himself sounds like a pain.

.......did he give a reason why he isn't going to attempt to take over the city?

Well he didn't really promise he wouldn't, see. Doesn't seem like a near-term plan but I really didn't want to bring it up.

Well that's, uh, good to know.

"Many more fountains in Rainfold. But late now." She points at the darkening sky. "Mahan sleep?"

Yeah fine he'll just brute force the time zones until he's tired at local sunset.

"Mahan sleep now. Later many more fountains."

She nods. 

She takes him to a different complex this time. "Mahan sleep in other room now. Women sleep in other building. Men sleep in this building."

"What are women? What are men?"

"Women are - Imrainai, Peth, Arde, Tare. Men are Mahan, Cenric, Var."

Huh, okay. "Spite is woman?"

"Spite is... Spite."

"Spite is in women building earlier."

"So were you!" Sigh. "Need more words later. Better for Mahan to sleep here, OK?"

"OK."

At some point he really needs an explanation of the sex segregation but it can wait. It's a little concerning, though.

Well, he'll sleep in the men's building, anyway.

"Thank you. Mahan want Spite here? Or no?"

Oh! It's a question. They think it's possible to want someone to watch you sleep. Mahan is a lot less offended now.

"No. Thank you."

"OK! More fountains tomorrow."

She talks to one of the uniformed men in the courtyard and explains the situation in broad strokes - Mahan is a healer, he's from very far away and doesn't know the language, he's a guest of the order but she can't keep him in the women's complex overnight (again), would they please keep him here and make sure he gets breakfast and his own room.

The man seems fine with this. He takes Mahan to a room that is about as bare as the last one, but this time there isn't a Spite in it.

"Thank you!" he tells the strange man.

He flops on the bed and thinks for a while and falls asleep faster than he did last night.

In the morning a different man knocks on his door and brings him breakfast on a tray. It's simple but it's warm.

"Thank you!"

Simple, warm, and sterile before he puts even one bite of it in his mouth.

It's probably for the best. When Mahan is done eating, the man attempts to explain that his friend is back. "You know Imrainai? Imrainai is here again."

"Imrainai!"

Maybe this man would like to show him where Imrainai is waiting?

The man will do this!

Imrainai is waiting in the courtyard. She appears to be here without Spite this time.

"Other fountains?" Mahan asks her.

"Yes!"

She shows him where all the other fountains are. She tries reviewing old words and teaching him more words on the way, pointing to objects and naming them. Street, cart, sign, adult, child.