:Have you been getting enough to eat?: He holds out a hand so she can pull herself up if she wants to. 

She does. :I'll be good for a while longer, I ate an entire herd of wild pigs right before getting sent here and ending up having an entire pack of wyrsa and the basilisk. That amount of food lasts a while even for me.:

:Wow! That's good, then: Tylendel drags Vanyel over to the bed. "...No, ashke, you can't sleep in your clothes." Vanyel grumbles something. "I know, I'm really tired too."

Shortly later they are both in bed and snuggled up together. 

Lucy sings them to sleep. 

...Is sitting on the side of the bed normally this comfortable? It's really comfortable. Maybe it would be even more comfortable if she laid down, across the bed just past where the boys' feet are so she doesn't disturb them. Yep, that's sure cozy. She doesn't actually get into beds that often but blankets are super cozy maybe she should close her eyes for just a second zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

When Vanyel wakes up, all he's aware of at first is that something is missing. But not 'Lendel – he reaches out instinctively with his hands and his mind, confirms his lifebonded is there, and then comes fully awake and recognizes that there is not currently a voice singing. 

–He scrambles up, looking around wildly. "Lucy?" 

Lucy is sprawled across the foot of the bed, still in her clothes, her chest rising and falling evenly, a small trickle of drool creeping out of her mouth and soaking into the blanket. 

Oh. Embarrassed, Vanyel lies back down, curling up beside Tylendel, who's a much deeper sleeper and is just barely swimming his way toward awareness. :Shh, ashke, go back to sleep: 

...He forgot that Lucy needs to sleep sometimes. It's really cute, actually. He sends Yfandes, who's reaching out to check on him after the momentary alarm, a mental image through his eyes. She agrees on the adorableness. 

Vanyel drifts off again until the next time that either of the others moves. 

Lucy doesn't sleep often but she's a heavy sleeper when she does. 

Tylendel, with no recollection of his earlier waking, opens his eyes about half a candlemark later. That's funny, why is Van still asleep...? He's not alarmed or anything, but he does lift his head, and– oh, that's adorable. Gala gets a mental image relayed to her too. She gloats that Yfandes already showed her.

Tylendel lies still a bit longer, not wanting to disturb either Vanyel or Lucy, but he does really need to use the privy, so eventually he creeps out of bed as quietly as he can. 

It is a little while after that that Lucy yawns, stretches, opens her eyes, sees the bright morning sunlight, and sits bolt upright as her cheeks turn colors at the realization that she accidentally procrastinated sleeping so hard she fell asleep in someone else's bed without meaning to. Ooooooops. And Tylendel isn't there which means there was at least one witness to this, oops. 

...At least Vanyel's still asleep? She starts singing quietly. 

This is enough to fully wake Vanyel, who’s been lying there groggily. He yawns. “Lucy, you are very adorable when you sleep. Also you droo- Sorry that’s rude.” He turns pink.

Slightly hysterical giggle. "I don't think it's ruder than falling asleep in someone else's bed without permission!"

"You spend every night sitting in our bed," Vanyel points out. "Seems only fair that you get to sleep in it once in a while." He stretches and then gets up and pads over to the wardrobe. "...Wow, I'm actually kind of hungry for breakfast. I don't think I usually am? I guess maybe I'm just bad at noticing." 

"It's still a little embarrassing that I put off sleep so long it happened by accident and I didn't even notice I was doing it. Normally when everyone else is asleep I'm alone and I'll get bored and join them more often than I strictly have to, but, uh, with you and then also 'Lendel to watch over, I, uh, failed to be alone and get bored. Not that I'm at all opposed to this but the fact that I didn't even notice that I hadn't slept in over a month is still kind of ridiculous. Speaking of bad at noticing."

Vanyel chuckles. "I guess we'll have to start reminding you or something." He pokes around in his closet. "Ooh. You know what, I don't actually have to wear Herald clothes at all. I - used to like dressing nicely. Then I guess I sort of forgot. What do you think of this one?" He pulls out a midnight-blue tunic with velvet around the collar and embroidery on the shoulders. 

"Oh, that's lovely," she says, clasping her hands appreciatively. "I thought I didn't care about that sort of thing at all when I was younger but then I started having a human body and it turns out that looking nice feels great."

Vanyel gives her a considering look, like an artist studying a sculpture. "You'd look nice in a lot of things, I think. The hertasi in k'Treva would love dressing you up." 

"...Ooh? Yfandes mentioned that the hertasi exist and live with the Tayledras but I don't know much about what they're like." 

"They're neat! They live in the Vale but you almost never see them, they're really sneaky. I think they were created by a mage before the Cataclysm? And they were meant to be servants, which I guess they sort of are, but they definitely do it the way they think it should be done. They had this way of making food appear when I hadn't been eating enough that felt like they were chiding me about it, even though I never saw or spoke to them." 

"Oh, that's cool, I look forward to--uh. I...may have forgotten to mention that Lancir suggested packing us all off to K'Treva again after Staven's back. Because there's only so many teenagers you can hide in a densely populated area before something gets out."

Vanyel is so internally torn between being happy – k'Treva is wonderful, there are so many things he thought he'd never have the chance to show 'Lendel and now he can – and terrified at the prospect of Gating, that he ends up just standing there blinking at Lucy. 

"Iiiiii should have mentioned this sooner, sorry."

"No...it's fine..." Vanyel throws the tunic onto the bed and then sits down next to it, leaning forward and cupping both hands over his face. "Lucy, I'm - really scared to Gate." 

She hugs him. 

"Which kind of scared? Like you're irrationally worried that if you do something bad will happen, or like you're rationally concerned about it being unpleasant of itself."

Vanyel curls up against her. "Gates hurt. A lot. They drugged me for it last time, but. I guess that's pretty scary too. I - don't like the thought of being that helpless."