"Okay. I think I can feel how to cross your cavern bridge rather than mine. Not sure. Might take your help or permission or something. Want me to take you there, so you don't have to worry about standing or focusing?"

"Give me a second..."

She focuses. 

"You're a guest now. Go. Bring the whole ship. There'll be space."

The whole ship?

Okay. She focuses for a moment, wrapping her attention around the stationary ship, and Eva, and the bridge to Eva's cave house.

The multiverse swirls for a moment.

And there they are.

They arrive in a dark cavern lake just big enough to fit the whole ship. Rails lead up out of the water to a docking bay. 

Eva groans. "Pain's coming back. Get me to the library, it's the second door on the right."

Okay. She carefully carries Eva back inside, through the lounge, down the stairs, and to the engine. She peers out the window, then shakes her head. The water's a little too deep to just jump out here, so she sits down in the cockpit, Eva still cradled in her arms, and moves her hands just enough to reach the controls. Carefully, she rolls the train up onto the dock, parks, and then stands back up, carrying her out of the train and into the library.

The library is quiet. Inset stars in the ceiling shine with what seems to be entirely natural starlight. Three walls of the room are covered in bookshelves, and the fourth is occupied by a large desk and chair. There is a mahogany couch in an old victorian style towards the back of the room, along with a few overstuffed leather chairs.

"Ooooh. This is really nice, and the starlight feels great."

She walks further in and gently sits down on the couch, leaning back against it and cradling Eva tenderly in her lap.

"I've got you, we're just gonna stay here until you're better."

Eva lets out a long and dreamy sigh and smiles. 

"Thank you." You're so good to me. 

She doesn't say it. For one thing, it hurts to talk. But she thinks it. 

She lays still, and drifts.

"Gladly," Sable murmurs, as she softly stretches Eva's legs out onto the couch, slips her arm out from beneath them, and runs her fingers softly through Eva's hair.

She stays there, smiling, slowly petting Eva and savoring the closeness and the starlight.

It's soothing. 

The soft shine of the stars slowly knits her body and takes away her pain. 

It's easier for her mentally, too. It feels comforting. Lulling. Calming. A little lonesome, but she has Sable here for that. 

She smiles and drifts for a while. She feels no desire to get up.

Her body feels lighter the longer they stay there. It's really subtle, but it just feels righter and better.

She sighs gently and snuggles Eva tighter into her chest. She's awfully attached to this girl awfully quickly, but... it works.

She keeps combing her fingers softly through Eva's hair, listening to the soft sound of her breathing.

Wow, she had not been accurately estimating how touch-starved they were. At all.

This is pretty great.

It really is. 

Eventually, though, Eva cracks her eyes open. 

"Do you think you could get me a book?" she asks. "I haven't looked at the library yet."

"Sure. Any preferences? And d'you wanna stay held while I look, or get set down on the couch?"

"Something cozy. I don't mind if it's smutty, sometimes I read that kind of thing just for relaxation. If you find anything that looks useful to our current situation pull it too."

"And I'll stay on the couch."

Sable smiles softly, blushing slightly, and scoots out from under Eva, then runs her hand through her hair one last time before heading over to the bookshelves to take a look.

The bookshelves are full of books; some in English, some in other languages. Most of them look either very old or very new. 

Among the newer-looking books there's a collection of beat up Terry Pratchett paperbacks, a few Jim Butcher hardcovers, and then an assortment of single paperbacks by names she doesn't recognize. One of them is named "Practical Demonology" and has a pentacle on the spine. 

There are also some older books, leather-bound. One or two are in perhaps middle english. Others are in older languages. 

Huh, Practical Demonology. Are demons real? She takes a look at that. 

That... is porn.

She tucks it under her arm and keeps looking.

Several languages she doesn't speak, although it feels like maybe if she kept puzzling over them long enough she might start? The Jim Butcher hardcovers tempt her for a moment, just for some familiar comfort food to reread, but then another book catches her eyes: Journeys of a Conduit. Something about that feels promising.

She pulls it out and glances through a few pages. 

It's about multiversal travelers like them!? Yeah, she's reading that.

She heads back over to Eva, sets the books on her stomach, and then lifts up her legs to scoot in under her and cradle her close again. "Some good finds. Got some interesting-looking smut, and also something about a familiarly-empowered multiversal traveler."

A sly smile crosses Eva's face. 

"I think I want to listen to the porn."