Oh good, more running!

"Is it okay for me to keep sharing your bed?"

"We should swap my bed and the guest bed, the guest bed is bigger, but yes. You're actually probably strong enough to do that without taking them apart, maybe."

"I'm sure I am!"

"I'll scootch my nightstand over and stuff while you're doing that."

"I could do this with one arm," she says hefting it, "but I'm not sure it wouldn't break."

"Presumably you've surmised I'd rather it not break."

"Yes, you're very reasonable like that."

And eventually the beds are swapped and they can go to bed (the bigger one).

Well, in Lianelle's case she'll rest rather than sleep as she's still just a spirit. But it's very nice to rest in the bed, cuddled up with May.

In the morning:

"...I think the Spring's stopped refilling, or slowed down."

"That definitely shouldn't be happening."

"Yeah. I can't think how Sakir would have had an opportunity to sabotage it or anything..." Spring, what gives.

The spring is sucking up all the ambient magic from this dimension, as designed, there just isn't nearly enough to equal the Spring's original dimension.

...ah.

Can it go hang out in its original dimension until she needs to use it for something or would she have to go there?

It's either connected to her and in the same dimension or not connected to her at all.

"I don't want to go live in that dimension," she grouses.

"Does the Spring need it?"

"To absorb the ambient magic, yeah, and it's attached to me."

"Ah."

"I don't like it there at all and furthermore don't have ID or anything to live there and will accidentally mind control anybody I lie to slightly incorrectly. Ugh."

Hug.

Hug. "Also people there might try to murder me for the Spring magic."

"That part I can help with, at least."

"Unless anyone heard that it worked to draw me out the last time some asshole took an entire TV studio hostage!"

"You did kill her really soon after that so hopefully they'll know that too, if they know any the TV station at all? And not about the resurrection bit."