You ready?

Vanyel is jumpy enough that he twitches, even though he's expecting it. :One moment: He can hug Starwind and Moondance goodbye; they've come out to see him off. :Ready now: 

Ker-spell, ker-spell. "How was your trip?"

"...I guess it was fun. It ended up, um, also being kind of stressful in a way I didn't expect." 

"- oh?"

"Um, everyone was - weird - about you. And Moondance in particular had some sort of hunch - he told me to be careful and that he was worried. Um, Moondance is a Healing-Adept. Apparently this means he gets premonitions from the Star-Eyed Goddess."

Vanyel grits his teeth. "...And I told him about Leareth. I didn't get that far, he got really strange about it when I mentioned you piggybacking on the dream with your mindreading. So he doesn't know anything about Yfandes or, er, things Leareth told us after that. I think probably it's fine. Just, it was kind of scary and I really didn't need more scariness in my life, I was hoping k'Treva would be the opposite of that." 

"I'm sorry.

At least you can talk to Yfandes about anything you want now?"

"That's true. That probably is the most important thing." Vanyel sighs heavily. "Just, why does it keep feeling like as soon as I get better at coping with my life, things get more complicated?" 

It might be because your therapist is a hubristic otherworldly visitor with strange powers who has set herself against the gods. So it's not even a coincidence, the two are actually correlated! Just a guess.

Giggle. "That's...a good point." Vanyel rubs his eyes. "I can't actually ask you to pause on making things more complicated for a bit, can I. It'll be fine. I can manage." 

I don't have any immediate plans to make things more complicated. I don't even expect any more Companions to come up to me and ask what I've been doing and if they can have some. Next step is getting out of the universe and looking for a less god-infested vantage point.

Vanyel nods. "I could really use less god-infested." He wishes there was a way to get the Star-Eyed to un-infest Moondance but he isn't sure there is. 

"Working on it."

"I know. Thank you. Er, I'd better go tell Savil I'm back." 

"See you later. I'm sorry it didn't help as much as we hoped."

Shrug. "I think it helped some." Vanyel heads off. 

Bella goes about her business.

Vanyel does likewise, and is a lot calmer when nothing else surprising has happened by the end of the day, and will pick up his regular duties again the day after. He can probably manage not to have any substantive conversations with Lancir for a while. Maybe by the time it comes up, he'll have enough practice faking that everything is normal and fine.

Yfandes ends up having a not-very-substantive interaction with Taver in the stables, but apparently without a reason to be particularly suspicious or dig deeper, whatever's changed about her isn't obvious at a glance. At least, Taver doesn't say anything, either to her or to Bella afterward. 

Bella gets back into her routine of seeing patients, doing research, and studying the language, now with bonus conversations with her Elf friends whenever she wants.

And Vanyel can slip back into his own routine: Heraldic duties, reading a lot, spending time with Savil and Shavri, seeing Tran, sessions with Bella, occasionally fitting in an evening for music. After a week's passed and no new disasters have cropped up, it's starting to feel like maybe things are fine again.

About two weeks later, Shavri is finishing up her shift at Healers' at the same time as Bella, and joins her on her way to the dining hall for supper. Bouncing as usual. "How's everything going? Exciting research?" 

"It would look pretty samey from the outside. But this morning I was working on it with Fëanáro and I borrowed his ears and listened to an Elf concert the whole time, so that was nice."

"Ooh! Can you show me a bit of it?" 

"Sure." Concert!