"Fine, I'll have a really quick look so we can all stop worrying and I'll apologize to him later." Melody does so. She blinks. "Well, I don't know what that is but it doesn't look new. Presumably it'll keep for a while." If she is either curious or bothered by it, it doesn't show. 

"I will hold you to your plan to apologize."

This is the point at which Leareth catches up. His eyes move between them, with a flicker of confusion, but he doesn't ask. "Are you in contact with Haven?" he asks Shavri. "Has the army stood down now that the Healing centre is evacuated?" 

"Um, no, been saving the earcuff. I'll check, just one second." Shavri's eyes go out of focus. She absently squeezes Vanyel's hand again. "...They have. They're, er, really upset about the gryphons though. So that's kind of tense." 

"Melody can fix her gryphons with the earcuff now if that seems advisable. I can fix mine tomorrow."

"I don't know that I can fix all of them, it's a lot slower to fix than to place it in the first place and I'm still not sure how I did forty, but I can do some, sure. If you can get assurances that they're not going to keep fighting." 

"Apparently Taver is done yelling at Yfandes and he's gone out to negotiate with them. They're from Iftel." Shavri rubs her eyes. "We have a treaty with Iftel! I don't get it. This is crazy." 

Bella leans on Sayshen.

:You holding up all right?: Sayshen sends to her, privately. :I'm sorry. This must've been a hell of a day for you: 

It's a lot. I'll live. I am interestingly constrained in how I can explain myself.

:Oh, right. Would it help if I gave Leareth some of the background on me? Assuming you trust him with all the facts. But he did just go massively out of his way to help us: 

It's not really him I need to explain myself to. I'm sure he's curious but he isn't under the impression that I'm probably evil or something because Taver says so. Though of course even if I could say whatever I liked I'd have to worry about all the other Heralds' Companions falling apart on them.

:Oh. I see. ...I don't think I can help you there, Taver isn't likely to listen to me at this point. I, um, don't know everything about what happened with Yfandes, but - we have been spending time together. I might've sort of guessed you wanted help for her, and then when I talked to her she noticed it about me. I assume Taver won't listen to her either but maybe he'll listen to Vanyel at least?: 

Maybe, yeah. When he wakes up. I guess I shouldn't expect everything to be fixed before morning.

:...Probably not: Sayshen looks sideways at her. :Back with Lancir, when he had a crazy day, sometimes he'd come out to the stables to sleep. You're not my Chosen and we don't have a stable here, but - honestly, I could use the company. Feels a really long way from home: 

I have no idea what we are going to be offered in the way of quarters but I won't turn you down.

"–They're standing down," Shavri says suddenly. "This is really confusing – it sounds like they were definitely after you, but with really unclear information. I don't think they would've had any idea who your friends were after all. Some priest had a prophetic dream or something about a demon disguised as a young woman that could fly, that they needed to defeat or else some sort of really bad unspecified disaster."

She makes a face. "And then for some reason they flew in gryphon cavalry because some guy had a dream. Iftel is weird. Apparently." 

Bella shivers.

"Anyway Yfandes thinks she'll be safe overnight. Everyone is really mad at her but in a wanting-an-explanation way, not a wanting-to-hurt-her way, and as far as I can tell the Iftel people couldn't care less about her or Vanyel. Taver's keeping that whole, um, part of it quiet from them."

Shavri yawns. "...I don't think anything else is getting figured out. Maybe we should save the earcuff and rest and worry about it tomorrow." 

"The earcuff will recharge overnight too, but yeah, it's probably on its last candlemark. I do want to be conscious that they can't initiate contact with us from their end right now and maybe poke it again right before we go to sleep, wherever we wind up doing that."

"All right, I'm definitely not getting forty set-commands off in a candlemark. And I think you healed the bump on the head but I'm still pretty tired from it. Shavri, can you pass on that I'll do it tomorrow?"

Leareth waits until Shavri nods to speak. "I apologize, it will be somewhat crowded here, but we ought to have beds for all of you. For simplicity, I decided to let your other Healers and their patients set up in the library. Bella, you would still be welcome to sleep in the unused patient room next door. There is one additional room available–" he glances at Shavri. 

"I'm sleeping right here," Shavri says instantly. "On the floor if I have to." 

"Is there room for Sayshen next door?"

Leareth thinks for a moment. "There ought to be, if we move the bed against the wall." He turns to one of the other personnel, standing behind him. "Please find something appropriate for her to bed down on. I doubt we have straw, but a pile of rugs might do."