"Sure. Do you want to come? I don't know where I'm going yet so if you're picky you might have to wait for me to find a good one."

"I might want to come! Er, if it feels like I can afford to leave Healers', if you're leaving then I'd be the only Mindhealer-type person left here. I'm liking our god situation less and less, though." 

"I'm three for three on worlds having bad god situations."

"Damn." Melody downs the rest of her wine, sets down the cup, drags a hand over her face. "Anyway. I'll be fine, I think. I don't like the looks people give me now but I'm a grownup and I can cope. They'll stop eventually, people generally get used to things like that." 

"You're probably right, yeah."

"...Anything you want to talk about, particularly? This must've been a pretty awful few days for you." 

"It was stressful but not otherwise very bad? Not my worst week."

"Wow. You must've had some godawful weeks in your life." 

"Well, my first week here I had to consider the possibility that the Valar had sent me actually back in time and none of my friends in Arda would remember me."

"Fair enough, that sounds really scary." Sigh. "Why are our lives like this, anyway?" 

"I don't know. It's kind of a lot."

"I guess we all got through it, though. No permanent harm caused. Some good, even, if it gave you the opportunity to get all of Leareth's people un-mind-controlled." She still seems pretty awed about that. "I - won't say I'm not kind of terrified for the future right now - but I guess all we can do is wait and see." 

"All I need is a safe place to stand and everything's uphill from there."

Nod. "Anything I can do to help?" 

"...watch my back for further divine intervention?"

"I'll keep an eye out."

Melody doesn't seem to have anything else to say. She smiles weakly at Bella, then sits back in her chair. 

"Sorry about the whole attracting an army to invade by jailbreaking some Companions thing."

"Heh. Apology accepted, I guess, but honestly I think you did a pretty reasonable thing - even if it wasn't, er, exactly wise - and the gods owe us both an apology." 

She puts her hands on her knees, stands up. "I should get to bed. Thanks for talking. It helped." 

"Good night."

She goes to put Vanyel to sleep for the night.

He seems pretty tense, but he tells her that he's managing all right. So far. He's avoided talking to Savil at all. Probably just avoiding her forever because it's awkward is a bad plan. 

"Probably, but staying up another few candlemarks to figure out what to do is a bad plan too, so maybe you should put that off till morning."

Vanyel agrees, sleeping on it seems good. Maybe he'll think of something in the morning anyway. 

Down he goes, and she goes to bed herself.

It is an uneventful night in Haven. 

The next day she keeps her appointment with Leareth, teleporting right into his library.