Belrun is so close to getting this damned flu strain to calm down in this one egg. She copies the change across to a few more eggs' worth, iterates, writes everything down, and Fetches the egg that is getting scary into her pot of simmering water before it makes a break for it. It's getting on toward dark and if she keeps working she's going to have to do it by candlelight, and she doesn't like that - it's already too easy to bump into things when she can see them. She calls it a day and closes up the lab for the night and heads out to walk over to the university cafeteria. It's a nice evening, and it's Flatbread Night, and she's in a generally good mood.
Amshalan carries her back over and drops her off right outside the door. :Goodnight, Belrun. I'm really proud of everything you've done today. Sleep well - oh, and if you're having difficulty because you miss Leareth, do feel free to come to my stall anytime, I won't mind: A speculative glance back at Belrun. :I wonder if Leareth could build us accommodations where I could actually fit. Though I suppose you'll want to share a bed with Leareth again and perhaps you don't want your Companion watching from nearby:
:You're very snuggly but I would rather be in bed with him and not supervised when this is again possible - also had to Heal a crick in my neck when I did sleep over with you. But maybe hallways and doorframes don't have to be so oppressive:
:Makes sense. I would love to live somewhere I could just wander around - I wonder how much of why we haven't rebuilt the core wing here isn't just that it'd be inconvenient, but that it'd make it really obvious to the Council and such that Companions are people? And for some reason the current system seems to steer away from that. Anyway. Goodnight!:
In the morning, shortly after someone brings her breakfast, Shavri arrives. "Morning! Sleep all right?"