Vanyel shakes his head. "I'm sure I'll have more questions once I've had time to think about what you said, but I don't yet." 

Nod. "Until we speak again, then, by this method or another." 

There's maybe twenty seconds of awkward silence and then the dream starts to come apart, and Vanyel wakes up with a yelp. 

I took notes again. Back to sleep?

Vanyel kind of wants to think about the contents of the dream, but now doesn't seem like the time, he was tired enough after the last dream even with going back to sleep right away. "Yes, please." He turns over, gets comfortable. "Ready." 

Back to sleep for him; back to her room for her.

...Unfortunately and very inconveniently, it's still earlyish in the night, and a terse knock on her shields wakes her again a couple of candlemarks later; some youngsters picked tonight to take their parents' best horses and race them in the conveniently-empty streets, there was an Incident, and now one of them is at the House of Healing with critical injuries. 

Ugh. She runs over and heals the kid and then goes back to sleep again and sleeps in till nearly lunch.

If she heads to the dining hall at a normal lunch-ish time, she'll find Vanyel sitting by himself picking at his food and yawning. Shavri's busy with her new friends again and he doesn't particularly want to sit through an entire conversation of trainees competing for who has the grossest Healing story. 

Bella goes ahead and sits with Shavri, gross stories or no. She used to occasionally attend skirmish games.

Shavri is delightedly finishing a story about Healing someone who had been stung by an entire nest full of hornets at once.

"Oh," one of the new-ish trainees says, "you should see the stinging-ants that we have up by Deedun..." And now they're onto a whole tear about biting and stinging bugs and critters of various kinds. The new trainee seems popular; everyone's laughing at the punchlines of his stories.

In my world there are creatures the size of lions with scorpion tails to match! I saw somebody stung by one and he was swollen up all down his right side for three weeks even after he got magical attention.

All right, now they're impressed and they're all looking at her with a chorus of "really?"s. 

"This is my friend Bella!" Shavri says brightly. "She's really awesome!" 

Thank you.

The conversation moves on to someone else's story about a patient they had who survived falling through the ice on a pond and being stuck for an entire ten minutes. 

Shavri opens her mouth to jump in and then closes it and glances a bit guiltily in Vanyel's general direction and does not share whatever her juicy story is. 

Bella doesn't have any other particularly good stories in this vein. She finishes lunch and goes to spend the afternoon working on the earcuff.

Vanyel Mindtouches her close to evening. :Bella, did you have time at some point to translate your notes for me?: 

I can do that now, before I swing by for anything really nasty at Healers', yeah. Do you want it from here? I have them on me and we're in range.

:Sure, that works, just a moment... All right, ready: He waits. 

She reads through her notes for him.

:Got it, thanks. ...Should we, um, plan to meet and talk about it again at some point?: 

I don't actually have a ton to say but if you do I can set aside a candlemark tomorrow afternoon.